Is where the future lives. It’s the land of grandiose dreams and unwished wishes. A wonderland stretched before us, tomorrow is filled with promise.

I imagine if tomorrow had a smell it would be of fresh laundry, dried in the summer sun and infused with just a touch of fairy dust.

But tomorrow, much like fortune, is fickle.

It has a dark side. Not all dreams are fulfilled. Not all wishes granted. Not all tomorrow’s realized.

Some prefer to live in yesterday where there is no mystery, and courage is not required.

Yesterday and tomorrow, the past and the future, mingle in today. Presenting us with wisdom and hope.

We have to supply the courage.

Today’s bonus writing challenge topic is courtesy of Cynthia Moore.

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