Suitcase-Empty Thoughts
Some day- it never seems to arrive.
For some day is never today.
But what if today is the some day of our yesterdays?
And if all those yesterdays weren’t our some day, what’s to say all these tomorrows are any better?
Is there such a perfect day?
Our days are fast and fleeting.
And yet we wait around for some day rather than seize the moments that present themselves here and now.
I evny those for whom today is some day.
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