
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?