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Woke up with seventeen thoughts
Already waiting in line
One says “learn Portuguese
One says “you’re running out of time
One wants a new adventure
One wants to stay in bed
One’s making future plans
One’s replaying things I said
I got a thousand browser windows
Glowing in my brain
No wonder every morning
Starts like a traffic jam
Everybody says
Focus on one thing
Honestly?
That sounds suspicious
Too many tabs open
Too many lives loading
Too many versions of me
Running in the background
One wants a million dollars
One wants a midnight ride
One wants a passport stamp
One just wants peace of mind
Too many tabs open
Battery low, still glowing
Somehow every wrong turn
Keeps turning into something
Three unfinished projects
Four impossible dreams
Half of them are ridiculous
Half of them are probably genius
My notes app looks like evidence
From a detective show
String on the wall connecting things
Nobody else would know
Everybody wants certainty
Everybody wants control
I’m busy collecting plot twists
For a story still unfolding
Too many tabs open
Too many lives loading
Too many versions of me
Running in the background
One wants a million dollars
One wants a midnight ride
One wants to disappear
One wants to feel alive
Too many tabs open
Battery low, still glowing
Somehow every wrong turn
Keeps turning into something
Maybe the mess is the method
Maybe the chaos is fuel
Maybe I’m not distracted
Maybe I’m building a universe
With mismatched tools
Maybe the map isn’t broken
Maybe there never was one
Maybe the point of the journey
Was becoming someone
Too many tabs open
And honestly?
I kinda love it
The dreams
The noise
The accidental magic
Too many tabs open
Too many futures calling
And somewhere between all of them
I keep becoming me
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