I love how every day you get a new chance to start again.
You don’t have to keep doing things the same old way. Every morning when you wake up, you can make a different choice. You can try and do better.
Of course, you can make a decision to change things, to go a different way at any given moment, but really, who declares “I’m going to quit stuffing my face with Doritos, or I’ve decided to stop watching tv, or I’m going to volunteer my time to finding those 1,500 missing immigrant children on a Tuesday at 3:46?
No, every morning when the sun is working to push itself high into the sky and papers are being delivered to doorsteps, and people are out running, walking their dogs and tending to their gardens and there is a dewy cover all over the world, you can choose another path, another street, another way. And start again.
