If I don't dust and vacuum the living room, the dust and detritus will still be there tomorrow, plus some, ready to be vacuumed.
If I don't grade these papers, they'll be stacked up on my desk tomorrow, no more and no less.
If I don't write this poem now, but instead write one tomorrow, it will be a different poem, and this one will be lost.
If I don't sit down with a pen and paper and wait patiently, even if I don't write any poems at all today, then tomorrow when I sit down to write I will have to work through the emptiness I will have avoided today.
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