back to square one

after

a while, you lose track

of

which day of the week

it is.

why is the bank

closed?

oh, right, it's Sunday,

or a holiday

of some sort that you

haven't noticed.

you've throw

the calendars away,

put the watch

in a drawer,

let the battery of your

phone die out.

you're on your own now.

back to square one,

like when

you were born

and allowed out.