They say every day is a new beginning. And I believe that. But the new beginnings leave old endings that are sometimes unfinished, like books that remain unwritten and unpublished. They sit on shelves, unscathed, collecting the dusts of years and days gone by. Like lens flares, they make me a little reminiscent for the past. So I've come to a decision. I've decided to burn the pages that are half-written. It's time to stop erasing and just start a new page, like the first day of school, when you cherish all the fresh notebooks full of crisp white, blue-lined pages. It's time to begin anew, with a fresh start.