When we tire of today we awake to more of the same; tomorrow is a cruel irony. Today is a new day only because it is more today than it was before, and more today than it will be later.
Forget about tomorrow showing up; it will never arrive no matter how long you wait. It feeds on patience. After all, we created it with hope and maintained it with practicality.
To add integrity to honesty what we think is the end of today greets us when we think we've left it behind. At midnight it asserts itself, virile and permanent.
Yesterday grows fat with the remnants of our expectations.
And no, today is not yesterday's tomorrow.
Today is today's today.
