It involved a ton of kids, a big house, and in it I would have done important things that would make my stay here on earth worthwhile.
I spent a lot of time dreaming of how perfect things would be... someday.
Someday I'll have the perfect big garden.
Someday I'll have the perfect chicken coop with fresh eggs.
Someday I'll have enough rooms and beds for a zillion kids.
Someday I'll have the perfect play area.
Someday I'll have the perfect library and school room.
Someday I'll have the perfect backyard.
Someday.
Someday.
Someday.
Forget someday.
Forget perfect.
All I have is today.
Today all that I have is good enough.
My little house with banged up walls and missing trim. With an overgrown backyard and a broken back porch.
It may not be perfect. But its good enough. And its being used today.
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1 comment:
I know this feeling all too well. I'm right there with you. Living for today but dreaming of tomorrow. That dream is what keeps me going.
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