the day ends.
you are different than when it began.
some differences you can name like the naming of the new person you met,
the friend you didn't know yesterday.
some changes you cannot see, name or know,
they are tiny ridges into the gray matter of your brain or new pathways forming for thoughts patterns and habits that will surface in the future,
they are changes in the tree rings of your heart but working from the outside in, closer and closer towards the pulsing center of who you will become - who you are - who you've been since the beginning but haven't met yet
that center is being uncovered and revealed, like a sculptor carving away the extra clay that has no place in your life moving you towards truth and wonder and joy
and tomorrow you will only be closer