All things considered, I thought yesterday went much better than a prior “day one” for me. I wrote about that in my free ebook, “Breaking Free, The Quest”:
I had that experience on September 17, 1996. The first day of my new life, I could not contain myself. Literally. I was awakened far earlier than I would have liked by an aggressive case of the runs. I rolled over immediately and felt the sheets. They were dry, at least. My pants, however, were a mess. It was a good thing the weather was getting cool, because my extra clothing had kept things otherwise contained.
Yes, all in all, I’d say things have gone much better this time.