A Typical Day

I lay here, warm and snug, eventually
I gather energy to sit and look at the clock-
Earlier than I hoped, I sigh and rise anyway
Grab clothing, then wander down the hall
For a morning shower.

Exit, warm and clean
Go back to my room, turn the computer on
I fiddle and play, check emails
But before long I leave in need of
My caffeine fix.

Three cups of coffee, black-no sugar,
Later and I’m ready for sustenance
Open fridge door
Nothing’s inside
I guess it’s no real surprise.

Back to the coffee pot
Two cups later
Hunger a distant memory
Venture to the living room
For casual conversation.

No excitement to be had
Nothing to do, off I go, back to my room
After more computer time
I leave again, to be greeted again by my boredom
And snide comments from a disgruntled housemate.

A few moments pass, boredom still holding
A few more comments, before I reply
My sarcasm ignored; the only comment,
“That wasn’t a compliment”
And I wish strongly for a better retaliation.

Before too long dinner is served
Eaten mostly in silence
Except the occasional compliment
Then desert, more fruit than I’ve eaten in a while
Finally full, I mention bed.

Same disgruntled housemate
Replies, “Then go to bed or don’t
it’s simple.” Anger rises again
Before I speak up or out,
I grab my phone and escape once more.

Now here I sit.
Typing out my anger and frustration
He will never know
Even if he cared
Which I’m almost positive he doesn’t.