Today has been canceled. Tomorrow will, Lord willing, take place as scheduled. Of course, it will not be billed as “Tomorrow,” but rather, “Today.” So it might be better to say that Today has been postponed.
Which reminds me of thought I had recently. You know that song from the play Annie? “The sun’ll come out tomorrow, bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, there’ll be sun!” And you know how, when someone wants to put something off till tomorrow, you might remind them that “Tomorrow never comes”? I’ve never seen Annie, I’ve only heard that awful song, but I’ve been wondering, what is it, some kind of sick tragedy? A Chekov musical, perhaps? What does it mean to say the sun will come out tomorrow, when tomorrow never comes, and Annie herself rubs it in with the finish, “Tomorrow! Tomorrow! . . . You’re always a day away!” Will the sun ever come out? Yes, tomorrow! Which never comes! Haha! What a cruel joke. All of humanity is like the dogs at the track that can never catch the rabbit, only it’s worse, because we have to chase the rabbit in the dark, forever. Oh, the hopelessness, the despair!
Well, that’s what I’ve been thinking.
Tomorrow, that is, when today is reconvened upon the next global revolution, and if the sun appears in spite of that song, this space will contain what should have been here today, which will then be known as “Yesterday.” See you tomorrow (he mumbles cryptically, before vanishing into tetraspace).
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