Today I gained an extra hour of sleep. I recovered my sanity and found the power to achieve bigger and better things.
Tomorrow I’ll second guess whether or not I wasted my hour and in the Spring it will be snatched from me like a wicked trick by a time magician who doesn’t really care about whether or not I used time wisely.
Yesterday I should have written more words for pages of a book I’m too scared to have published. I dare to press forward and life is a fun place to be. I’d rather be living and dreaming of unknown tomorrows than dead and gone.
I’ll fall back asleep soon.
I’ll fall back into the same routines and bad habits, but ultimately I’ll learn from my mistakes. I’ll challenge myself to finish a book. And then start another one.