For Heres2Tomorrow: you are inspiring vaikne hunt. If nothing else, your silence provokes thoughtful response.
Here’s to tomorrow and the wind in our hair.
Here’s to tomorrow and life without care.
Here’s to the end of worry and pain.
Here’s to the end of serious and sane.
Here’s to the start of something brand new.
Here’s to the start of quarks and grue.
Here’s to life lived in the sky.
Here’s to life on a sugar high.
Here’s to tomorrow and the rain on your face.
Here’s to tomorrow and memories never erased.
Here’s to the end of homework and study.
Here’s to the end of every bloody Monday.
Here’s to the sound of demons crying.
Here’s to the hope of parking meters dying.
Here’s to life lived without fear.
Here’s to life with those you hold dear.
Here’s to tomorrow and sand in your eyes.
Here’s to tomorrow and another sunrise.
Here’s to the end of famine and flood.
Here’s to the end of needless spilled blood.
Here’s to the start of cherry lasagne.
Here’s to the start of car-driving llamas.
Here’s to life in a chocolate boat.
Here’s to life with a cool leather coat.
Here’s to a book, and a pen.
Here’s to imagination without end.
