it’s the little things
that get to you
a chance piece of news
something you need to do
that you now need to worry about
just like other times
but this time
you’re on your own
and you start to think
about the notion of comfort
and how you’re heading home
later than usual
to a cold, empty house
and nobody’s going to help
you feel like
it’s not so bad
in the scheme of things.
no.
you’re on your own.