In death, every day is yesterday…
I woke up today and went about my business, only to realize it is yesterday.
Somewhat started by that realization, I thought it must still be today, and I am just dreaming in my sleep. Tomorrow has yet to arrive.
Such as it was, I continued with what had to be done for the day.
After a while, it became apparent I was not dreaming. This is still yesterday, and tomorrow had yet to come.
Somewhat confounded, I let today end, hopeful tomorrow would soon be here.
However, when the day ended, it was still yesterday.
There is no tomorrow.
( * This is a drabble. A drabble is exactly 100 words. No more, no less.)
