Walks on Hold: A Love Affair with the Snooze Button

Each night I whisper, “Tomorrow’s the day!
I’ll jump out of bed and be on my way.”
I picture the sunrise, fresh air so sweet…
But come morning, I’m tangled in bedsheet defeat.

“Tomorrow I’ll walk!” I declare with such pride,
“Up with the sun, I’ll be outside!”
But as dawn breaks, my pillow’s a friend,
And all thoughts of strolling come to an end.

At night I’m a genius, brimming with schemes,
Plotting big plans (or scrolling through memes).
The hours fly by, my energy flows,
While early to bed? That’s just how it goes.

Oh, the saga of “tomorrow,” bold and grand,
The walking shoes wait, by the door they stand.
But as long as I’m dreaming, snug and deep,
My walking plans will just… stay asleep.