Our today

Our today

Our futures of yesterday became today while we still anticipate the futures of tomorrow. Morning after morning, with our strings of anxiousness we bead the pearls of tomorrow. Losing purpose in the endless creation of our chains of contemplation and expectancy because - what will be, will be. The futures not ours to see.

Let’s not spend yesterdays future dwelling on tomorrows.

With love,

Reminders Atelier

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