In Line with friends

I fit my point like I fit my best friends
Connected by a line
Made of interests and good food.
One after the other
They enrich and trace the days
Otherwise white and smooth
Like a sheet of paper.

Sleeping list

The night fell quickly today
On my incomplete day.
I woke up with along list
And connected the dots
During the day
But the image has not fully appeared
Sleep will erase from the list
The futile stresses
And a new day of accomplishments
Will start.