Photo credit : Salman Mohammed

Just like yesterday, I sat at my usual comfort zone thinking. Reminiscing and making plans for tomorrow. Tomorrow will I become what I dream of

Tomorrow will I see the beauty of what I have

And again, tomorrow will I forgive you for inflicting that pain on me.

Seconds accumulated to minutes to hours and all too soon, yesterday was wasted as I planned for today.

Precious time were used to plan for years, but winds of execution was not close to my ears.

For planning , I’m potent like a pro! I always wanted to execute my plans tomorrow – for today, I’m planning.

It is today, here in my comfort zone again. I fold my arms and lie on my pillow, I stare the contours of the ceiling up there and a simple cognitive thought struck my skull .

So I asked myself, am I going to waste precious and non-renewable time planning instead of executing the many plans I have just like yesterday?