Day 1: New

I love the new year. It just feels so, . . .

well . . .

new.

Life feels ripe with possibility. Anything can happen. Nothing is defined.

Because it's the new year. And it's new. It's not tainted with old yet.

I often say, "If I could do it over . . ." Or if I had to do it again . . ."

Well the new year is my chance. My chance to do it over and do it differently, maybe even better.

So I'll say yes to you New. I'll put you in my shopping cart. I'll add you to my resume'. I'll store you in my contacts. I might even "friend" you.

All that to say, "Yes thank you. I'll have new please."