Beats On Another Day

As salaam alaikum,

I have one load of laundry in the drier, waiting on that to finish tumbling, then I'm going to sleep. I'm really sleepy.

Anytime I have too much free time, I start thinking about life, about how I'm aging, far from childhood and into adulthood now. I think about how I could read more, be smarter than I am. I think about how I could be married by now, but apparently God didn't want for me to be.

I think about how I don't know the way things go.

But my heart, full of doubt, beats on another day, and whatever the truth of it all is, it beats on another day. So I have to make due with what I have, being single possibly for the rest of my life.