For me?.

Every day is a gift.
It is an unopened box, delivered to your doorstep.
Every morning when you open your eyes,
you can just ignore it.
If you leave it alone all day, it will be removed,
and a new one will be put in its place tomorrow.
Or you can open it.
You can then look inside and see the same lump of clay
that gets delivered every morning
and ignore it too.
leave it in the box.
Or you can take it out and make something glorious with it,
something fun, something stupid, something lazy, beautiful, gracious,
Every day the same gift.
And everyday, a choice.