I Wonder

I sit at my desk with all my tasks completed at 9AM,

a dangerous occurrence,

and I wonder,

an even more dangerous occurrence,

of all the ways my life could’ve been different,

how much easier it might’ve been or harder than it is now,

how fixed I could’ve been or more broken than now,

could I have made it big already or is that yet to come?

What more can I do sitting behind a desk?

Is this the life the universe wanted for me?

I sit there questioning everything

and yet,

I remember tomorrow is a new day

and I wonder what every tomorrow will bring.