Believe now in the end, and the beginning.
For what is this day, if not the end of the beginning?
Cheerish thy brethren, love thine sister, for the morrow heralds the promise of a new day.
Shall the mist of the future haze on, headlights dim in it’s wake.
Memories spawned from happenings true.
Let it be so that this day be never forgot, in heart or mind.
Let it be so.