To
all of you, or just a few who may
be
reading this today. Could be right now
today,
perhaps fifty or a hundred years from
now
today. In any case maybe this today
I
happen to be still here, somewhere nearby
or
someplace far away, but still here.
Should
it be another day in the future, lets
say,
I could be speaking to you from the
grave.
Life we all know is sometimes
that
way—today or some other, but
never
yesterday. I can’t go back. None
of
us can, you know, much as we may
want
to. So, to all of you, or just a few
who
may be reading this today, mind
you,
there are do-overs, but only if
done
when and where you are today.
That
may or may not be tomorrow. No
one
on God’s Green Earth can really say.
Chris
Hanch, Today
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