something to do before bed

you need

a hobby, my therapist tells me,

as i go

on about

the long days and nights,

the absence

of so many in my life,

through distance

or death.

you need a hobby, she says.

perhaps art,

or golf, or pickleball,

something

to keep your hands and

mind occupied

before bed.

i sigh and stretch out my legs.

you really don't

understand me, do you?

i tell her.