“Isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?” Thanks for reminding me about one of my favorite Anne Shirley quotes. :)
This really hit. That idea of tomorrow feeling like progress, even when nothing has actually shifted—I know that loop well.
I never seem to get to tomorrow. It always stays just out of reach, still perfect, still waiting, while today fills up with all the small ways I drift.
There’s something so honest in how you’ve named it as a “beautiful lie.” Not harsh, just true. Because tomorrow holds the version of us we want to be, without the weight of actually having to live it yet.
What I’m sitting with is how easy it is to keep placing life just one day ahead, instead of letting it begin here, however imperfectly.
There is no tomorrow, no week, no month. There is only "Now we begin." But what if your teacher says, "Everything around you is a lie, he's playing you"? I used to be afraid someone would take my place, but now I understand I don't have a place at all.
Sounds like that teacher may binge conspiracy theories between classes 🤨
Yeah don’t worry about losing your “place”. Life isn’t like assigned seating. It’s more like… you wander in, sit where you want, and eventually people go, “oh yeah, that’s your spot now.” 🫶💖✨
I'm not worried about myself; I'm worried about them because someone will come along and lie to them, just like they played me. What goes around comes around.
“Isn’t it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?” Thanks for reminding me about one of my favorite Anne Shirley quotes. :)
Nice! You picked up on my inspiration for this poem 🫶💖✨
Love that quote 💕
Me too 🫶💖✨
And the Tommorow nevers comes 😭
🤫🤭😏 🫶💖✨
I had so many notebooks with my plans in them when I was a teenager. “New me starts on Sunday!” Never happened 😁😁💐💛
Not “new me starts on Sunday” 😭 I had full launch plans for my new personality 😅
I’ve decided those eras built character 😂 🫶💖✨
Excellent point 😁💛
Is that like, Free Beer Tomorrow?"
Bahahahaha!! Yeah pretty much the same thing 🤣😂🫶💖✨️
So very true and always the promise of a new start
This really hit. That idea of tomorrow feeling like progress, even when nothing has actually shifted—I know that loop well.
I never seem to get to tomorrow. It always stays just out of reach, still perfect, still waiting, while today fills up with all the small ways I drift.
There’s something so honest in how you’ve named it as a “beautiful lie.” Not harsh, just true. Because tomorrow holds the version of us we want to be, without the weight of actually having to live it yet.
What I’m sitting with is how easy it is to keep placing life just one day ahead, instead of letting it begin here, however imperfectly.
This really made me pause.
Awww I love how you’ve put it 💖 That’s exactly it. Tomorrow stays clean because we never have to test it.
I think the shift is noticing that “imperfect today” is the only place anything real can happen.
Even drifting counts, if you catch it. That pause you had… that’s already you stepping into today 🫶💖✨
Tomorrow is a beautiful day.
Tomorrow is the best day!! 😇🫶💖✨
That is such a beautiful quote and so very true!
Aww thank you so much 🫶💖✨️
I'll definitely restack this on your favorite day. "Tomorrow". 😎
Bahahahaha 😂🫶💖✨️
Currently laying on the sofa, scrolling and thinking of all the jobs I “should” be doing so definitely needed this today. Thank goodness for tomorrow!
Bahahahaha!! Tomorrow is such a great day 🤩🫶💖✨️
Man, do I understand this.🗓️
Bahahaha! Its called a lot of us out eh?! 😅🫶💖✨️
I don’t feel so alone! 𐦂𖨆𐀪𖠋𐀪𐀪
Tomorrow is the magic day. You are never in tomorrow; it's always ahead of you.
Absolutely! Ill be productive tomorrow 😇😌🫶💖✨️
What a coincidence, Me too!
Hello! It’s me!! lol 😂
Bahaha! You’re in good company here 😂😅🫶💖✨
There is no tomorrow, no week, no month. There is only "Now we begin." But what if your teacher says, "Everything around you is a lie, he's playing you"? I used to be afraid someone would take my place, but now I understand I don't have a place at all.
Sounds like that teacher may binge conspiracy theories between classes 🤨
Yeah don’t worry about losing your “place”. Life isn’t like assigned seating. It’s more like… you wander in, sit where you want, and eventually people go, “oh yeah, that’s your spot now.” 🫶💖✨
I'm not worried about myself; I'm worried about them because someone will come along and lie to them, just like they played me. What goes around comes around.
Yes, tomorrow is always perfect, unlike yesterday
Bahahaha! Yes 🙌 Well said 🫶💖✨
This has a similar message that will be put forth in my scriptures!
Love it.
Oh yay 🙌 Great minds think alike, eh?!