July 15, 2004
Could you enjoy today knowing tomorrow is going to change? Is the air as fresh when all the roses are gone? Do we still listen to the sounds of songs when there are no more voices? I can so easily forget that if now is the greatest moment... what of every other day that is to follow? What will things taste like? Will everything be a measure of some fore gone event?
I can see myself being lost up in all this fun that I am having now. The smiles. Days better than the next. Slowly, in front of my eyes. Each day passes and I hold on wishing that I could not remember because I'd hope tomorrow is better one... and it is. And slowly, I forget that change for the better is better. And change for the worse is of course, worse. We welcome one but can not understand the other. The now is where we live. And sometimes we live with smiles but we forget to really enjoy it because we think that the now will exist forever. We think there is this happy little world is in a glass ball.... But the glass gets glossy and at a point, we will be standing on the outside... world all fuzzy, and we cant figure out what has happened. Why are things so different? Why is now become then?
This is the now. This is my day. Tomorrow leaves no tears. And I look at yesterday as just a happy book of dreams... always there to live from on my lonely nights...
This is the now...