Daily routine

Waking in the morning

I reach out for a mug

On the counter where

8 other mugs have sat

From 8 other mornings

When I brush my hair

I consider my teeth

Slide tongue on gum

And walk out the door

Having saved toothpaste

When I pick out my outfit

I look to the pile on the floor.

Through rummaged fabric

I glance at the closet for options

I have yet to throw in here

When I look in the mirror,

A couple of stains go unnoticed

When I decide to look at my outfit

But look at my face instead

Everything noticed before

I’ll forget one or two things

Most likely a phone charger

Or one of my pencils

But with such a heavy bag

It’s not much of a difference

Shifting hand in pocket

Fumbling through keys

I search for something

But find my car key

Another way to escape