I always wonder where it goes when that happens.

Her heart “breaks” for all of those lives taken so young. Lives unfulfilled.

From events that prove beyond doubt—there is no tomorrow.

Yet, there is always an excuse not to do it (something, whatever) today. Let’s do it tomorrow. Wednesday. Next week. September 1. New Year’s.

I don’t understand.

There is no tomorrow. You have nothing but time.

Do. It. Now.