Mama and Daddy came up for a visit today. They leave tomorrow.
Tom, my boyfriend, finishes moving. When? Tomorrow.
Sam, my puppy pup, goes to a new home. You guessed it. Tomorrow.
I have a hard day tomorrow.
I just don't like tomorrow.
One thing that makes me feel better about tomorrow?
"I know everything will be alright. I love you way too much for it not to be."
"This is true. But I love you a whole lot more than that."
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