Yesterday’s are sinister. They’re filled with unfinished projects, incomplete assignments, unkind words, and unsaid feelings, among many other fragments of life that threaten today. Yesterday is a haunting memory for most of us. Speaking from experience, I don’t like to think about yesterday, about the past, knowing all the instances in which I’ve failed or fallen — flat on my face most of the time.
Expunging yesterday’s garbage.
Expunging yesterday’s garbage.
Expunging yesterday’s garbage.
Yesterday’s are sinister. They’re filled with unfinished projects, incomplete assignments, unkind words, and unsaid feelings, among many other fragments of life that threaten today. Yesterday is a haunting memory for most of us. Speaking from experience, I don’t like to think about yesterday, about the past, knowing all the instances in which I’ve failed or fallen — flat on my face most of the time.