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An Awesome Yesterday

Last night I didn’t want to sleep because I feared that the day would disappear into vapors or will seem like a very realistic dream when I wake up the next morning. I know that seems so ridiculous but there have been many times when I felt that the day should never end and if it never ended then the magic of the day would continue forever.

I do fall asleep at some point of time in the night after thinking about all the moments of the day with a constant smile on my face. Then, when I wake up, I think, damn, could another day be as awesome as yesterday?


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