Fasting, feasting

i'll wake up tomorrow forgetting how relieved i should feel, how
relieved i Am now, and go about my stressful day, worrying about
something pending, something possible. things are Good right now and
nothing is looming, nothing black blooming; im not even bleeding. if i
dwell long enough on elation i'll be no good for brooding, no good for
frowning, and then who would be interested in what i have to say?
certainly not me; i'd be too excited about Living to waste my time
listening to a selfish whiner like Me.
thank god for Tomorrow's Cleaning.