I can be at home
At a bar
On a cruise
Or even sleeping

The thought
Where to go next
Is ever present
My dissertation topic
On my mind
Like a laser
Focusing on one point

I know what I am
Ultimately doing
Will help the community
Even a little bit

But even though
The full writing
Of it is years away
I can never get too far
From the disease

One would think
Being on a cruise
Other things will fill
My brain

But alas
The fog too has
A one track mind

And how ironic is that?