Every day was the same;
I fell into a rut a long time ago
And could never crawl myself out.
Every day I went about the usual
Missing what made life beautiful-
A warm embrace from a friend,
The scent of early morning,
Those few moments of laughter.
I considered my life boring
But it was because I never once
Searched out adventure.
The doldrums of life were not
All there was to it;
There was so much more
I was missing out on.