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30 Days of Writing - #22 - Like There's No Tomorrow

What would I want to do today if there was no tomorrow?

Good question!

There's an expression "dance like there's no tomorrow".

I could do that. But then I'd be awfully tired.

I can't dance.

I don't dance.

I have to drink a bit before I can dance.

Like there's no tomorrow.

I'm okay.

As long as I don't drink like there's no tomorrow.


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Comments

babs (beetle) said…
Ha ha! I don't really know what I'd do if there was no tomorrow. Probably curl up in a corner and cry :)
Laughing Mom said…
So, drink a little and dance a lot!
Cheryl P. said…
I don't drink and I don't dance very well. Basically if I find I am down to one day left, I have limited options, I guess. Something tells me with only 24 hours to get my shit together, I am not going to be in the mood to dance anyway. I am with babs on this. I will be in the corner crying. Not for me but for having to say goodbye to my family.
meleahrebeccah said…
Oh, my days of drinking like there's no tomorrow are SO over too. I'm way too old.
nonamedufus said…
These days if I drink too much the worst that happens is I fall asleep, Meleah.
nonamedufus said…
Oh, no, Cheryl. You've got to go out in style!
nonamedufus said…
There you go!
nonamedufus said…
I think there'll always be a tomorrow. But life's a lot better if you live like there isn't. Know what I mean?

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