This is NOT the first day of the rest of my life. What a foolish and sappy thing to say. I cringe that it is paraded again and again before the eyes of the naive.
Today is the only day of my life. It is what I have. It is my one chance to dedicate myself to what I yearn to do.
So I repeat my dedication to be a protector of nature, a healer of misery, a messenger of wonder, an architect of peace, and a fountain of loving kindness. I’ll try not to blow it.