The Minute of Yesterday
April 25, 2007In one minute it will be tomorrow; in one minute it will be the future. In one minute, everything–everything–could quite possibly be very different than that which is the minute I am living now. Or, it could just as possibly–perhaps more so–slip right by, unnoticed like those that proceeded it: Quiet, indifferent, and more than likely wasted.
Four minutes have gone by since I wrote my first sentence. It’s tomorrow now, or rather the tomorrow of four minutes ago and today’s today. Nothing has happened, nothing has changed, and iTunes is still on repeat.
April 25th, 2007 @ 11:08 pm (#)
Very true. Kinda makes you think.
/me applauds.
April 27th, 2007 @ 9:05 am (#)
You’re an emokid.
For sure.
April 27th, 2007 @ 3:43 pm (#)
That was an incredibly lame post.
April 28th, 2007 @ 10:26 am (#)
No offense, of course.
April 28th, 2007 @ 4:07 pm (#)
Apparently you didn’t read the instructions before commenting.
May 1st, 2007 @ 4:53 pm (#)
Every time I follow your instructions I get in trouble.