This is today, and it’s beautiful. Tomorrow is gross. (photo by szeke)
I used to see tomorrow as my friend.
If I had a bad day, there was always tomorrow’s fresh start to save me. If I wasn’t productive today, I could just get a little bit more done tomorrow. Whenever today wasn’t perfect, tomorrow still had the possibility. Anything could happen tomorrow!
But as time went on, I saw the red flags.Read More