October 26, 2007

Suburban Train

Morning... Work... Routine... Cadence... It's all the same... any day; _every day_ ... All the same.

Why would today be different? It's just the same. Looking out the subway train window, all you see is the damp darkness of the tunnel. As you turn your gaze back to stare at the dirty floor, the corner of your eye catches the first glimpse of sunrise, as the train exits into the light. And you stare back... Blinded by the glow, your eyes make out shapes of ethereal angels dancing in the dust and shadows.

Then you adjust... The same monotony takes over again. The fleeting instant of light is now part of your average, ordinary day.

And again, down into a tunnel, dark and lonesome.

Today _could_ be different. Today _can_ be different. You can make it your own style. Choose your attitude...

With that thought in mind, the bright morning sun blinds you again, this time it's familiar, yet far more elaborate. Your heart swells with the joy of the sunrise... and this time you _know_ for certain today, like everyday you get, is beautiful... Dark and light mixing together, blending into each other, it all averages out to how _you_ CHOOSE to see it.

It's your choice... you get to pick how you want to live the day. Make it count.


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