Tomorrow is not even the possibility of a broken promise. It is not anything but a hope, a dream, an illusion.

It strikes me that when we feel helpless, we seek to find a reason, someone or something to blame, because somehow it gives us the illusion that we can control and fix things in the future.

What do we believe today that tomorrow will say otherwise?

If I died tomorrow, it wouldn't matter what anyone else thought. Even if I don't die for several decades, it still doesn't matter. I just have often thought it does.

Every moment is too precious for the games we play, and for the filters we use, and the masks we wear. The illusion of endless time can rob us from truly engaging fearlessly in the moment, and so can the fear of loss. If you love and care about someone, love them like there is no tomorrow, and when tomorrow comes, and you're both still here, love them some more.

What if you couldn't bank on a future...what would you do now? Things can change in the blink of an eye.