Yesterday

Do I go feet first or head?
Do I grab the rope or the sides?
Will it stick or will it slide?
The questions about riding a sled.
Years since those came across my mind.
Heading to the shadows land,
before I had ever planned,
and a fucking sled is all I find.
Shadows, they're a joke.
So I walked back before they spoke.
I will wait for them to get cars.
I remember those sledding days and the scars.

and what did you do yesterday?