He enjoyed getting the “did” “done”.

The things on his list of do’s crossed

off and “done”. Layers of lists

folded neatly and stacked in the

“did” pile near where he sat

as he was pleased to be “done”.


There was a “done” sign on his finished works

and a “did” sign for those tasks being

considered, yet unfinished.


He was “done” with friends, travel and

hobbies. He had attempted the social life

but labored his way out of things he said

he “did”, even though nothing got “done”.


And people were equally “done” with the

person he was, not caring at all about

what he had “done” when compared to

his lack of anything he ever “did”.


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