Someday as Escape — The Drawer of Not-Yet Dreams

The last time I wrote, someday felt like a lantern—something I carried through the tunnel, glowing just enough to guide me ahead. Today, though, I see it differently. Someday can also feel like a drawer, a place to set things down until I’m ready.

For every post I’ve shared, there are ten drafts that never made it out of the drawer. Stories waiting quietly, characters half-formed, sentences I’m not yet brave enough to finish. They’re not forgotten—just resting in that soft space between “idea” and “enough.”

That’s what someday gives us: relief. Permission not to do everything at once. A safe place to keep dreams until the season feels right.

I like to think those tucked-away drafts are patient ones, waiting quietly for me on the other side of “not yet.”

— The Wallflower