I wake up, I smile.
It is morning and possibility is endless. There is a certain glow that associates itself with the openness of new beginnings, a promise to be filled by a day. This seems to stand in direct contrast to the oddly beguiling undertone which the whisper of fresh time carries, for with freedom and possibility comes the temptation to abuse it, to use freedom for nothing.
Today I resolve to accomplish more than nothing.
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