Tomorrow, we disguise ourselves or wear our clothing inside out so that things that might be up to mischief won't recognize us.
Tomorrow at 11:59pm I'll be waiting for the clock to click over to midnight.
Tomorrow I have to get up early to make my kids' hair green.
Tomorrow we might put a small dent in the huge amount of food set for consumption. Plus we're also having pizza.
Tomorrow, unexpected visitors will be made welcome.
Tomorrow is one day closer to a beloved coming home.
Tomorrow I'll clean, and paint, and think about what it would be like facing imprisonment.
Tomorrow. All tomorrow. Today, I look at the clock and smile, and relax as I realize I have time, real time ... before tomorrow.
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