On days like this,
When I feel so restless,
Someone just asked me-
Three years gone,
How much have you saved?
How much have you invested to get in return?
I ponder and wonder…
My mind goes on a run, very long,
I pause and breathe.
My lungs go dry and I skin can’t feel the breeze.
I pant and gasp,
My subconscious asks me to relax.
Like every year I do this promise, for once again,
Get up, repeat and keep repeating in your head—
“I will save. I will save. I will save.”