I was tired, didn’t feel good, and wishing the weekend back… it was Monday again. I just wanted to throw my covers over my head and pretend for the day that I didn’t have any responsibilities. I had grown tired of the weight of this world, and just as I had hit the snooze button for the second time, my eyes opened. There I was lying in bed unappreciative for what I had just been given, another day. A new day meant a new opportunity to achieve my goals, live my dreams; while others were not afforded this opportunity there I laid wasting it rolling around in my sorrows. It was time I got up washed away my pity and begin to live a “dead man’s dream” another day.
Look for the poem “Dead Man’s Dream” that goes with this segment in my up coming book Help Wanted.
Percy Freeman Jr. 