I find myself thinking of Anne Shirley's wise words tonight as I crawl into bed. Most nights I can't seem to stop myself from running through the day in my head and thinking about all the things I should have done. Or, beating myself up about all the things I need to do tomorrow and hating it before it even begins.
I think Anne had it right. Tomorrow is a fresh, clean slate that has yet to be determined. How can I dislike something or be mad at myself over something that hasn't happened yet?
Every night I go to bed and think to myself, tomorrow is the day I change it all. What if, maybe just once, tomorrow really IS the day??
Must remind myself of that when I wake up...
-- Post From My iPhone
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