Yesterday

Yesterday is a sepia-toned photograph, a clipper ship, a lace-trimmed parasol, a loaf of freshly baked bread....

But yesterday is also the arrogance of the Raj, colonial slaves mining diamonds and gold in Africa, the worst period of lynchings in the Southern United States, Removals of native peoples from their lands throughout the world....

Yesterday may well have been a dream I had last night.

I'm waiting for tomorrow to turn today into yesterday

Basically, yesterday doesn't exist anymore; there is just »now« and the anticipation of the coming tomorrow.

Today is between yesterday and tomorrow.

Yesterdays are important. So are tomorrows. The present really doesn't make much difference – which is why it exists for only a moment at a time.

If we can remember the good things that were, and give the good things to be enough room to happen, we'll be just fine.

In a rare display of humility Paul McCartney once admitted that his original idea for perhaps his most famous (and best) song was 'Scrambled Eggs'. The chorus went something like, 'Scrambled eggs, how I loved your legs' and so on. This highlights the importance of knowing when to stop and when to go on when creating any work of art. It is a good job for Paul and for everyone else that he decided to have another look at his efforts. At the same time many works of art can be spoiled, their freshness destroyed by an over-zelous examination by their creator.

The linear opposite of yesterday is tomorrow, but that seems too easy.

Yesterday is experience and regrets.

Tomorrow is opportunity and anticipation.

Yesterday was a very fine day. So, I would like to return to yesterday. But this is some kind of strange for me. Normally I'm not a person who looks back a lot. The future's mine!
It's just that it is more comfortable to look back...