Distraction

It wasn't through planning,
nor thoughtful foresight,
that I have arrived at this point in time.

It was, rather, through a series
of accidents: procrastination or blunder,
the guidelines were not clear.

It was the passage of time,
unnoticed, sneaking by me
as I, looking elsewhere, was distracted.

Such distraction, I see now,
has lead me here, today:
has made me who I am.

This distraction, with all
of its errors, its omissions:
this now; this joy; this life of mine!