“Tomorrow Will Be Better.” “But What If It’s Not?” I Asked. “Then You Say It Again Tomorrow.

“Tomorrow will be better.” “But what if it’s not?” I asked. “Then you say it again tomorrow. Because it might be. You never know, right? At some point, tomorrow will be better.” ― Morgan Matson, Amy & Roger's Epic Detour

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