Today I received a letter from the future

Today I received a letter from the future,
On a Sunday, a letter about Monday,
My shoulders drooped, my stomach tightened,
A reaction to the reminder of the whirlwind.
"Let the day's evil suffice for the day."

I tried to lose myself in games and amusements
Tried to forget the future.
My gut hardened.
"Let the day's evil suffice for the day."

And so I was forcibly reminded
Of the knife edge between pleasure and pain
The thin slice of air
Between the diversion and that from which we divert ourselves.
That the promise of security is a lie.
"Let the day's evil suffice for the day.".