Driving on the freeway one day I saw a late model Mercedes bearing license plates that read “Some Day.” From that one snapshot my mind created a rich back story.
The driver of that car, in my mind’s eye, was a patient and forbearing visionary, a dreamer who looked at life as possibility. Someone perhaps with lots of experience under their belt in dealing with the reality of situations in which options might have been limited, but who persevered nonetheless.
The Mercedes was one manifestation of the conclusion of my story about that driver. My mind however thinks that was likely only one chapter.
Do you have a Some Day?
What’s your back story?
