I want to be on the other side of tomorrow...

When I get there, I want to be scar free, fancy free and care free.
I want to dance in the wind, draw on the footpath and laugh so hard that my sides hurt.
I want to live in a spotless house, give into my cravings and never have to blow dry my hair.
I want my children to still need me, furniture that doesn't attract dust and a brand new wallet.

I want to be on the other side of tomorrow.

I want to close my eyes, go to sleep and wake in the morning in a downy bed of cloudy white.
I want to say everything well, smile everything better and smooth everything over.

I want to be on the other side of tomorrow.

I want to be size 10, eat size 24 and exercise size 36.
I want to sing in a choir without attending rehearsals.
I want to paint like Van Gogh and keep both of my ears.

I want to be on the other side of tomorrow and get there without moving a muscle.

But life demands that I stand up, walk out of my door, open my mind and think.

Life will not allow me to escape the truth which is this:

Sometimes, it's necessary to force myself through tough walls of prickly people and difficult decisions and sometimes it takes every sole thing I own to keep working harder, keep praying firmer and to keep hanging onto the faith I believe is more durable than the barrier that is holding me back in today.

Effort is required if I am ever going to arrive on the other side of tomorrow.
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