Want to share a poem I wrote titled Maybe Tomorrow.

[meo92953]

Maybe tomorrow
I'll feel like getting up
and making the bed

Maybe tomorrow

Or maybe I'll want to
Wash dishes again

Maybe tomorrow

Maybe I'll want to to go outside
& be with friends again

Maybe tomorrow

Maybe some day
My grief will end

Maybe tomorrow

[Gerania]

I pretty much feel the same way, then other days... I think that The Sun Will Come Out Tomorrow. There's always tomorrow. Where there's life, there are possibilities. Something good might happen.

More than washing dishes, I hate putting them away.