Mornings are like a newly opened writing pad. Or if you are too young to know what that is, a freshly opened Word document. I like living in the future but it plays havoc with metaphor and simile...anyway...the day is new, ready for you to decide how you are going to write your life upon it's white sheets. Or arrange the pixels on the LED of the
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