Anxiety builds today as we struggle to
live within the now while anticipating
tomorrow…the future.
Such is life, the perception that we could
change yesterday, the making sense of
living in the now, and the imagination of
what will come tomorrow?
It is all beyond reality, a parable of abstract
dreams from which we wake to find that
yesterday will not return; today is the only
time within our grasp and tomorrow is only
a promise that may or may not come.
©2013.annjohnsonmurphree
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ann johnson-murphree 
The uncertainty of tomorrow is rivaled only by the certainty that today is full of open quests and unfinished weaves.
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It’s been a short while but I noticed you reading my blog thank you so much for doing so please accept this award nomination http://barbmca.wordpress.com/2013/07/24/loyal-reader-award/
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Bee, thank you so very much; reading your work is an enjoyable time for me. I am honored. Ann
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Awesome, I loved it!
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