careful what you wish for

To summer days, warm, bright and humid, filled with books read and to be read, outside, inside, movies played on the laptop and on the new flat-screen, to the search for things to be done. To potential broken by inaction. To laziness broken by ambition. To the moments you spent dreaming, drifting through the days, dazed. What seemed like boredom, then, appears now, as something else altogether.