No, not, not yet.
I’ll write tomorrow, promise. Just not now. I’ll tell you why
tomorrow.
and I promise it’s not like that “free beer tomorrow” joke
I’m not ready.
I will be tomorrow,
I expect …
tell you tomorrow
Published by WarrenBluhm
Wordsmith and podcaster, Warren is a reporter, editor and storyteller who lives near the shores of Green Bay with his wife, two golden retrievers, Dejah and Summer, and Blackberry, an insistent cat. Author of It's Going to Be All Right, Echoes of Freedom Past, Full, Refuse to be Afraid, Gladness is Infectious, 24 flashes, How to Play a Blue Guitar, Myke Phoenix: The Complete Novelettes, A Bridge at Crossroads, The Imaginary Bomb, A Scream of Consciousness, and The Imaginary Revolution. View more posts