That morning was nothing but last morning. It was such mundane mornings, where the only question that could come to your mind would be "What am I going to do today?" This routine is created, we think that if this morning is like the others, this day will be too. But no, every day is different. From morning to night, nothing happens like yesterday. A detail sufficient to make happy or unhappy, sad or happy or over-excited or depressed. Every morning is the beginning of a new day, a day that can change a life. But we do not say that when we wake up. We start our day with a breakfast, on social networks, finally, nothing new. Sometimes we change our routine, going running or whatever. This "on" refers to people in general. And it is from them that I will speak in this story.
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SpiritualA banal story, for mundane mornings, mundane days, and banal people.