l miss the past , for what it was and for how true it was. l miss the sun that shone yesterday, but then again there was a more beautiful sun that shone last year , the year before that and the year l was born. Now we are constantly told to look into the future , the uncertain future , calculating risks of stepping my foot either left or even twenty degrees to the wrong direction. As l wake up everyday l am filled with anxiety, uncertainty, fear and restlessness. l don't know what tomorrow holds , l don't...