Tomorrow comes when we're asleep and sleeping we dream of what is and was and ever could be.
Tomorrow I begin a journey to Sydney for the Trade Fair. It's a long drive - Brisbane to Sydney - but the road is very good and the car is reliable. In one way, I am prepared. In another, I am not. How will I know what to expect on the road and at the Fair? I guess that is the promise of tomorrow...we do not know what tomorrow brings. However, I do know that I can hope that my preparation is a good foundation to take it on.
Travel well into tomorrow.