Tomorrow is fresh, with no mistakes in it.
L.M. Montgomery – Anne of Green Gables

I love to walk early in the morning, mostly because as I circle round the neighborhood, uninterrupted by sidewalk traffic, I set my intentions for the day. With foolish optimism, I envision all the incredible tasks that I plan to complete by nightfall and the cosmic gold stars I will receive for doing so. These fancies are as fleeting as the clouds pictured above and, by the time I am within a block of home, I have already given up on them.