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Craving New Beginnings

Sometimes I crave new beginnings: A new day, a new week, a new month, a new season, a new year, a new job, a new place of residence, etc. It's good to start over. I think everyone quite possibly has that inside of them; a craving to start over, reboot, refresh.

Recently I got a new job and I will be starting in a week, so I am in new-beginning-crave mode. The anticipation of starting over with a new job, new environment, new people, new place is exciting me. I am excited and somewhat nervous.

I think our earth is nicely set up to incorporate new beginnings all the time. There is something so fresh about waking up on a new day and having the morning greet you. It's like you're given another chance to start over and become a new person.

(Insert mushy paragraph about how every new beginning gives us a new opportunity to redefine ourselves, and who we eventually become is based upon the little choices we made throughout our lives)

I fail to reject the above sentiment.

P.S. I feel like making stalactites and stalagmites out of concrete.

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