tonight the sun tucks away beneath a blanket of snow and speaks not to her followers. we wait in wonder of what she will do next. will tomorrow manifest or will the darkness linger?

its nearly ten o clock now and already the picture of morning eludes our memory. so sure a thing must need no remembrance.

but what shall we do if she decides to shine no more? remember tomorrow like it will never come because this day will only happen once. every moment spent waiting is one more moment never to be felt again.