Tomorrow's Promise

Tomorrow is seductive and sells a false promise. Optimize now, bank the hours, spend them later. Clear today's list so you can finally live…tomorrow.

But tomorrow keeps its own calendar, and it never checks with yours.

Recently, life reminded me that the people you cherish aren't tasks waiting in a queue until your bandwidth frees up. Grief and regret don't care how efficient you are, or how logical your choices felt at the time.

The work will always be there, and there will always be something more that needs doing. So make the call. Schedule the lunch. Book the flight—now, not eventually.