Time is so precious. I just wrote about "Time" this morning.
The most beautiful thing about time is that you cannot waste it in advance.
The next year, the next day, the next hour are lying ready for you, as perfect, as unspoiled, as if you had never wasted or misapplied a single moment in all your life.
You can turn over a new leaf every hour if you choose. And if you can, imagine all the possibilities that there are, lying there, waiting for you.