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Laneway. Just off Russell Street, Sandy Bay. November 2011.

Theme Thursday today brings a lot of promise.

TOMORROW, you see. There is always TOMORROW. TOMORROW offers all the opportunities in the world. Whatever happens today, TOMORROW awaits.

TOMORROW it might not rain. TOMORROW I might stay dry.

TOMORROW I will start losing weight. TOMORROW I will get myself fit. TOMORROW I educate myself, smarten up, tart up and address all of those niggly little things that have constrained me up to this point.

TOMORROW I will quit drinking so much coffee. TOMORROW I stop eating all that junk. TOMORROW I will tidy up my desk and finish up that work that’s been hanging around for weeks.

TOMORROW I will walk more upright, look people in the eye and tackle everything with 110 percent. TOMORROW I will be more attractive to the opposite sex, smell better, smile better, run faster, leap higher, swim further and sing in a more harmonious voice.

TOMORROW I will be a more generous tipper, lover, brother, husband and father.

TOMORROW.

There is always TOMORROW.

Comments

Roddy said…
You do realise that tomorrow will never arrive, for when it gets here tomorrow is still on the horizon.
Sorry, it didn't get here, for today is today.
Mrsupole said…
Can't stop laughing about the smell better one. I have so many tomorrow wishes and also keep waiting for tomorrow to come and for me to make those changes. I am thinking I will have to do them when tomorrow does come. Hubby will be so happy.

Although I guess that today is another day of which nothing much will be accomplished. I just love today and know that someday tomorrow will not be a day away.

I think you have a lot of great ideas for Tomorrow's Theme Thursday today. Thanks for playing with this weeks theme.

God bless.
RLM Cooper said…
You can never do anything tomorrow. Tomorrow never comes.
hvninhell said…
My hero, the ultimate procrastinator!
Brian Miller said…
just dont hold your breath waiting on it...smiles.

nice bricks...

and that may be the best title ever...
The Silver Fox said…
A quote from me:

"The only thing that cannot successfully be put off until a later time is procrastination."

Great post, and I'm with Brian on the title.
Anonymous said…
always good to be optimistic
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, it has been and gone.

Mrsupole, more people should try to smell better.

Angelmay, every day is tomorrow somewhere.

Hvinhell, they should award medals.

Brian, that is Chuchill on the mugs who voted him in!

Silver Fox, I dunno, I reckon I've worked with people who have managed that...

Zongrik, madness!

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