In the morning, I saw the sun shining brightly, as if cheering for me.
I thought today would be the day to make a difference.
I would do all the things I wanted to do.
I would be a new version of myself—the one I always wanted to be.
While thinking about all of it, I noticed the sun was gone,
and there was the moon, consoling me for my loss, lulling me to sleep.
So I slept.
And again, the next morning became my next today,
with the sun coming up again
