Philosophically nonsense, but physically fully correct. The amount of entropy never decreases, which means that fundamentally there are fewer possibilities today than there were yesterday.
I thought yesterday was but today’s memory, and tomorrow was today’s dream?
But if today was not a crooked highway, if tonight was not a crooked trail, if tomorrow wasn’t such a long time, then lonesome would mean nothing to you, at all.
Nonsense. Yesterday is carved in stone. Tomorrow’s possibilities abound. Pessimism is so last decade.
Philosophically nonsense, but physically fully correct. The amount of entropy never decreases, which means that fundamentally there are fewer possibilities today than there were yesterday.
I thought yesterday was but today’s memory, and tomorrow was today’s dream?
But if today was not a crooked highway, if tonight was not a crooked trail, if tomorrow wasn’t such a long time, then lonesome would mean nothing to you, at all.
Words to live by my friend
You sir drink optimism for breakfast. Very kewl.