I look in the mirror on the last day,
Wondering what awaits me tomorrow.
Another year has past, another year older,
Another year of loss, another year bolder,
Why do we wait, for each year to end,
Why do we wait, to be on the mend.
So I look in the mirror on the first day,
Wondering what awaits me tomorrow.
The Zen Hiker 
This is awesome. Most of my important life decisions have smacked me in the face, metaphorically, while looking in the mirror.
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