It's there. The feeling of getting another chance to start new when originally given one is so captivating that it sends the sharpest chills down my spine just thinking about it. It drowns me in gratitude and humility to know that I actually have the chance to change it all and try again. And what makes it even better is to know that the second chance wasn't given to me out of pity, but instead love. I might occasionally get a second chance at a test, or with a girl, but I never get to start brand new and have the teacher reteach me, and the girl forget everything about the past that ever happened. But with my life, with a whole lot of help, I can push that restart button. The guy with inextinguishable hatred and self destructive habit becomes a loving person who cares about himself and, believe or not, others. It feels so good to have a new lease on life, but what blows my mind, is that I have this, but I no where close to deserved it, or qualified for it. It was given to me. And it's there for everyone. All you have to do is give up and ask for it.  ¶ 12:51 AM