Every day is a new life. Every morning an infancy. I get up in the morning at around 6am and ease into the day. Walk to the coffee shop, chat for awhile with whoever will chat with me about whatever we pluck out of the ether. Stroll to the office, breathing in the morning, taking in the calmness as if to charge myself up for the day ahead where I’ll make decisions and trust my instincts because I know that even if I make the wrong one, I can fix it all in the next life, tomorrow.