Every day is a winding road

This morning, I was in the shower, wiping the sleep out of my eyes and just trying to wake up enough to start my day. And it hit me: Anything can happen today. Anything. It's a day filled with promise. And potential heartbreak. But in the end, it's just a day. Twenty-four hours out of my life.

Then I got out of the shower, toweled off, got dressed, and the thought slid out of my head. Until now.