First Day
Today is the first day of the new year.
How did I get here so quickly? How did last year pass so fast? This year I’ll cross the Rubicon, officially old. I don’t want to be an old man, but the river of time continues to flow, sweeping me along to my fate.
Each day is one less day on the planet, one less day to live, breathe, and make my mark. I can’t re-live the days passed, but I can live the days left with purpose and peace.
Today is the first day of the rest of my life.
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Micro fiction, 100 words exactly
