tomorrow is new, now is fleeting and yesterday is a memory. how do we move forward without a senseless hope? how do we see past the pain and the heart ache and the suffering? how do we know that tomorrow is new and that now is the moment and yesterday is root of all the answers we seek? i like the idea that now is fleeting. as each second passes we age and those previous seconds are in the past, forever locked in the chest of time and nothing more than a distant thought. i can't believe in a new tomorrow but a fresh tomorrow. tomorrow will not be new because the same feelings will exist within my heart and the same thoughts in my head. fresh is a better description. tomorrow will offer a fresh perspective on things i do not understand, or people i do not know how to help. my hurt will still be latched to my side and tomorrow will bring a fresh beginning to the possibility of resolving it. or a fresh depressing thought that one day will be apart of the memory of yesterday. if we are lucky enough to have yesterday, today and tomorrow than we are lucky enough to be able to start fresh everytime.
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