Every day is new.
Each morning is one you have never seen before.
Every single sunrise is perfectly unique.
No matter what has happened in the days previous, you can begin again.
There should be a walk down the lane of possibility in the moments before you swing your legs out of bed.
Open your window and breathe in the brand new air; take it down deep in your lungs before you let it back out. Breathe out your prayers with it. Send your wishes dancing out...every single day...every...single...day...
This morning I sent out wishes for all of you: that you would touch the sky like a wondering child and find that it ripples like the surface of a glassy lake, that you would find one perfect wild strawberry and never be hungry again, and that you would look at the stars and find them glittering wildly about your neck.
Wish Anew Each Day.