The summer of my discontent

This is perhaps my first writing piece that doesnt have to do with romance. In a way, it's about romance with the world but not in the traditional sense. If you have any comments, do leave some!

I walked by my neighborhood today
Since I watched a movie last night
I took off work and stayed in
to enjoy the last summer days

I saw this man with his hat on backwards
sitting in the shade of a cool summer tree
staring at the clouds that
veiled the deep blue sky

Any other day I would
wonder why he'd waste his life away
staring into nothingness
But my mind seemed to think in an abnormal way

So I kept walking and wondered
what else I would so differently see
And it wasn't much else but happiness
and the content smile on everyone's faces

Most were children, mind you
and they played ball and yelled and ran
across the fields that weren't even so green
One trip and fell, and got up with the same intensity

So I wondered if I had lost the happiness
that came with the smaller things
like winning in a ball game or
figuring out the message in the clouds

I couldn't find an answer to what
I am now and how I've changed
and I couldn't figure out why
or if I would see the way I see the things today

I may wake up tomorrow to find
that my new mind lasted only a day
and I'm back at work and busy with things that won't last
and perhaps THIS is the summer of my discontent