There is no today; there is tomorrow. There is no without; there is within.
I know nobody takes that stuff seriously these days, and in a sense I can’t really blame them, but I think springtime ought to remind us of why it’s important. It’s the natural order for us to feel these urges and desires, but it’s against the natural order for us to take stupid and destructive actions that we blame on them.
The Mantra of Tomorrow is how I survive spring, and as much as I hate being preachy I think others could benefit from it too.









