"Tomorrow, I’ll start, I’ll try, I’ll finish."
But tomorrow never came—
It was a ghost I kept chasing.

I let tasks pile up like mountains,
Looking at them from the bottom,
Overwhelmed, feeling small.
The weight of what I hadn’t done,
Pressing down on my chest,
Making it hard to breathe,
Making it hard to move.

But then I realized—
Tomorrow isn’t some magical day
Where everything falls into place.
Tomorrow is just another today,
Another chance to do what I could have done,
If...