Every day is new.
Yes, it is Monday, and we have been through (almost) countless Mondays. It is the start of a new school week, or work week. Because of those two things, Monday gets, I think, a bad rap. But, if I had written this tomorrow, I still would have called it “New”.
It is 6:11 AM. I am eating my Raisin Bran and drinking my coffee while I write this. The start of a new day. A new set of experiences, even if they are related to previous ones. They are still unique and new because we have never done today’s experiences before today.
