It’s the continuity of it all
That surprises me.
As I stand here,
Opening new boxes and bottles of stored groceries.
It’s going on, life.
It’s not stopping,
It’s not changing,
It just keeps rolling forward
One day to the next.
One bottle of cooking oil, then the other.
I am surprised I’m still here.
I wonder then, what did I think will happen?
Was I supposed to be dead?
No, I wanted to, I want to, live.
But it just keeps going on
And I somehow, in some way didn’t expect it to.
Doesn't it -life just keeps lifing and we have to keep living!