Tomorrow
That is the magic day, the perfect day. The day when I’m gonna stop doing the things that make me feel miserable. The day when I’m gonna start doing the things that I know make me happy. Tomorrow is the day when I’m gonna start drinking more water, taking better care of my body, exercising more, and procrastinating less.
Tomorrow is that day. It was tomorrow yesterday. It was tomorrow the day before. It’s gonna be tomorrow this night, when I’ll be lying in bed, thinking about all the things I wanted to do differently throughout the day.
It was always tomorrow. It shouldn’t be always tomorrow.