It doesn’t have to be Jan 1, which is just a celebrated reminder.
Today is March 18, and I will write here every day. Yesterday was the period at the end of the sentence, and today is the capital letter — a new sentence.
Let’s celebrate the reminder that every day is a chance to reinvent, which goes for any day. I choose today.
I’m always in motion. And, if I’m awake, I decide: forward or backward?
Today is a chance to start from scratch, and there is something beautiful about starting from scratch because all labels I ever claimed are now just vanity.
I am a zero. I don’t say I’m anything, everything starts, and I do or do not do.
I’m not looking for the end of the road; I’m at the first step and can see the next step. That’s what the New Year means to me and what today means to me as a writer who clicks publish.
Any day can be the “Jan 1” you choose, and today is mine.
