A Series of Observations

Here’s the thing about tomorrow’s, it’s all fucking fiction.

No one knows what’ll happen an hour from now, let alone a day that doesn’t exist. 

Time in general is the same, so how could we ever bear to waste it?

So much energy is given to realities that may never come to pass and we wonder why there’s nothing left to spend in the very instance we sit here breathing. 

Here’s the thing about today, it’s all we have.

Live today the way we hope tomorrow to be and we’ll wonder less where all our time went. As much as our tomorrow’s may never come, our todays are always fleeting.