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Tomorrow

As I've grown older I realize the power of words more and more. Especially on days like today.  I'm sure you all understand what I mean- those days where everything you say seems to be wrong? Or how about that day when you just can't find the right word? The words just keep flowing through your mind, becoming jumbled.  You just cannot pin them down.  Yup, one of those days.  So you start to figure that tomorrow will be a better day. What hope, what belief, what imagination. How can tomorrow be better?  Tomorrow never actually comes.  To say that tomorrow will be better and to believe it... that is quite the belief.  How can you believe in something unattainable?


Yet we do.  We all do.  You see the belief in the unattainable so many times.  A belief in things that we know aren't true, but desperately wish could be. 
Perhaps you may understand what I mean when I mention two other words: ignorance and naivety. We all have our moments and aspects of our lives where we choose to be blissfully ignorant- or as some would say, naive.  It is a blind belief, something that we all know is unattainable.  For some, it'd be true love.  I find in today's society finding people that truly believe in love that lasts forever and is forever true is few and far between. It often seems that acknowledging multiple partners and multiple relationships is more of a norm now than ever before.  Looking at society, many would think I am crazy to want to be married to one person for my entire life- why would I want to do that anyways, right?  I mean, there is this thing called a divorce.  But for me, I want that happily ever after with someone that has known me most of my life and that understands how important working through things is to me.  Friends say that I'm being naive in wanting something as such.  


Whatever it is that we believe in, are blissfully ignorant of or naive about... it gives us hope.  Realism is often without hope, and I think that sometimes people forget to step back and look for something to believe in.  If we don't have these beliefs, what do we have to strive for and look to in our rough times?  On that note, I guess tomorrow really does come.  Tomorrow is never the same, and tomorrow is constantly approaching us.  There is a split second where tomorrow is here, right before today hits us again.  Every day is a new day.  Tomorrow brings more hope, more light, more love.  Tomorrow brings life.

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