You never really know when your day is going to begin ..or when it's going to end, because it doesn't necesarily begin when you wake up and it doesn't always end when you go to sleep. Your day usually starts when something happens that will always remind you of that day, something big...something small, meeting someone or saying goodbye, a walk with a friend, or a walk on your own... If you pay enough attencion you'll see that everyday has it's 'something' attached... no life is monotomus, there is always something, no matter how small, that distinguishes a day from another. A new day is a new start, a blank page. You'll never know which day will suddenly change you.. or when you'll make someone's day suddenly change them, you can make any day as important as you want to... voluntarily or not. We decide what to do with our time. We decide who we want to meet. We decide where we are headed towards. Tho sometimes.. we waste time, we leave things for tomorrow, we leave promises behind, we lose friends, we lose hope, and sometimes even lose our dreams. Why do we sometimes turn right, when we want to go left? Why are we suddenly afraid.....of nothing at all? Why can't we go talk to someone we want to? Why can't we smile back?
How can we be so incomprehensible....? Why are we holding back our dreams...our desires? Why can't we just let things be?
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