Today

I don't have much to say. haven't been writing a whole lot. just playing guitar and piano and singing.
more and more, I've been realizing lately that I dwell on the past. too much.
maybe.
this afternoon, a bunch of old journals entertained me.
I ironed a stockpile of neglected letters. now they are nice and smooth and safely tucked away in a puppy folder I got in 5th grade.
safely tucked away. time will probably not be kind enough to let me go through everything I rediscovered today, but I don't really mind.
goodnight.

The problems of the past darkened the sky today
and as it grew worse I became afraid
The promise of tomorrow restored my hope for today
and I don't have to be afraid...