It’s so easy to confuse the wonder of something when it becomes so commonplace. We can lose sight of the significance of today when we are too rushed to get through it.
It’s just a boring day – it’s just another day.
I wish I can grasp the every detail of the wonder of today.
It’s another day that I’m alive.
It’s another day to see my wife.
It’s another day to worship.
It’s another day to surf.
It’s another day to consider.
It’s not just another day.

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