Eight years ago your greatest desire—be it of love or fear or ffullness or a touch in between—went latent, working in the deeper recesses of possibility.
Tomorrow (is today) is the day in which aforementioned desire may be made known by crossing the light. Watch and act and wait. Will you wilt or will an other instead?
The moon is full and low, lulling your dreams awake. Today is tomorrow until you decide how it ends.
Now turn off the Internet and go outside.