may 26, 2003 someday i'll

Today, a very good friend of mine emailed me this inspiring piece:

"There is an island fantasy
A ‘Someday I'll’ we'll never see
When recession stops, inflation ceases
Our mortgage is paid, our pay increases
That Someday I'll where problems end
Where every piece of mail is from a friend
Where the children are sweet and already grown
Where all the other nations can go it alone
Where we all retire at forty-one
Playing backgammon in the island sun
Most unhappy people look to tomorrow
To erase this day's hardship and sorrow
They put happiness on lay-away
And struggle through a blue today
But happiness cannot be sought
It can't be earned, it can't be bought
Life's most important revelation
Is that the journey means more than the destination
Happiness is where you are right now
Pushing a pencil or pushing a plow
Going to school or standing in line
Watching and waiting, or tasting the wine
If you live in the past you become senile
If you live in the future you're on Someday I'll
The fear of results is procrastination
The joy of today is celebration
You can save, you can slave, trudging mile after mile
But you'll never set foot on your Someday I'll
When you've paid all your dues and put in your time
Out of nowhere comes another Mt. Everest to climb
From this day forward make it your vow
Take Someday I'll and make it your now!”

When you really think about it, this world is full of “Someday I’ll” and “I’ll never” mindset that LIVING has ceased to become what it really is. We have all become (pre-need) planners, soothsayers, speculators, futuristic freaks and what have you. Of course, it is always good to plan for the future. And one’s not supposed to make fun of the exercise buff who died after getting bitten by a rabid dog while doing his morning jogging, but sometimes, one can’t helped getting amused by the irony of everyday events. So where am I getting at? Nowhere in particular. I’m just trying to make use of my NOW, awash in the thought that justifications abound for not finishing a long overdue supplemental affidavit. Don’t worry, boss, Someday I’ll . . . (Our acknowledgments to the author of "Someday I'll"--whoever he/she is).