Tomorrow Is Another Tomorrow
by Steve Mitchell
Ah well. So.
Yesterday I aired up my motorcycle’s tires. I knocked the dust off the seat. I test started the bike; the battery was a little tired but sufficient.
My plan was to ride into work this morning for the first time since all my pneumonia and ear infection nonsense last month.
And I even made a little digital picture about it.
And I wrote a little poem.
And I put it on my blog.
I was excited.
I looked forward to the ride to work, the short, short, too short, ride.
The battery was more tired than I gave it credit for and this morning it wouldn’t/couldn’t fire up the bike.
I took off all my gear and drove the car and lamented my laziness in not putting the bike’s battery on a trickle charger the day before.
What are you gonna do?
The battery is on the trickle charger as I type.
I’ll try again.
Tomorrow is another tomorrow.