Today is the date of the 4 month mark that Abby left me. But by the calender it's 122 days. One hundred and twenty two days. Time moves on whether we want it to or not. Wistfully I cannot help but dream of going back to "yesterday" but I know that is not a possibility. I suspect we all would like to go back to reclaim something. Time doesn't allow us that option, so all we have is this moment in time, although our human mind allows us to project into the future and also the past. It is one aspect of an animals mind I admire, they do not project into the future nor have wistful moments about the past, they stay grounded in the present moment. Taking from it all they need while in the moment. I am working on doing the same, but am not always successful. I still long for Yesterday.
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"Yesterday"
Yesterday, all my troubles seemed so far away
Now it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh, I believe in yesterday
Suddenly, I'm not half the man I used to be
There's a shadow hanging over me.
Oh, yesterday came suddenly
Why she had to go I don't know she wouldn't say
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday
Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh, I believe in yesterday
Why she had to go I don't know she wouldn't say
I said something wrong, now I long for yesterday
Yesterday, love was such an easy game to play
Now I need a place to hide away
Oh, I believe in yesterday
Mm mm mm mm mm mm mm
Lennon/McCartney
