Another late night, getting through a day full of requirements, 

self-imposed and otherwise.

I unlock the door with the dubious pleasure of being the only one awake, 

sigh, 

and do the things I must before calling the day.

I go through the motions, 

tired in body and mind tonight,

Only two days into a workweek that has so far been full and draining.

I make another list, trying to keep track of all the obligations that are multiplying 

like the playdough on my floor.

But for all that, 

I had to stop and smile, 

content with the purpose my life has.

To raise good people, to help good people, to entertain good people and hopefully,

to be good people.

I sigh again, fill the coffee maker and turn on the program, 

ready for another day.