This poem is the first poem in the first-ever book I wrote. It was inspired by the notion that new beginnings significantly impact our lives. How we put so much importance on a new year, a new job starting day, even the day you meet a new person. That's not wrong, beginnings can be exciting. The thing is, we put that importance only on certain days. Meanwhile, every single day is a new beginning with that same magic of the hope to create something beautiful. It's freeing to think about every day as a new beginning because you don't pressure yourself to meet those resolutions or expectations because you give yourself a chance to do it every day. To be a bit better with each passing day. No harsh deadlines or unreasonable expectations. Just taking life day by day, because that's all it really is, a bunch of days. Might as well enjoy all of them instead of a select few.
It helped me through my first year in Ryerson. Going to Ryerson was a really big culture shock for me, and I felt really alone. I felt intimidated by all the wonderful achievement students and felt as though I didn't belong. I kept thinking, I just need to wait for my time, the right time, the stars aligned time. I think it was with my first failed quiz when I realized I just need to choose to make it my time. To take all of these new changes day by day, encouraging myself to take risks even if they are as small as talking to someone new. I chose to see every day as an exciting beginning filled with unlimited potential. Now I'm an achieving student too. My path may be different from a lot of my peers, but I wouldn't have it any other way, because it's my own, and no one else's. After all, your experiences don't define who you are but determine who you choose to become , and I chose to become someone I am proud of being.
