Day one. Day one again.
I feel like I start over each day.
I box up yesterday.
Store it in a corner,
or throw it out.
Forward is a slow process,
but standing still isn't an option.
I close my eyes and remember the good,
the great of my life.
Why should I feel sad?
For what I never had?
But all that I do have surrounds me, and is abundant.
It is enough. More than enough.
I am blessed.
So day one is here again.
I chose to go on, go on.
Standing still is not an option.
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