Morning magic

I feel like every time I wake up I get thrown into an empty box. I look like a baby and its dark and it whispers in my ear,
"Good morning. you are here again. I will read the instruction since you don't seem to remember it after reading it 10403 times. I imagine you regret having the last sip of beer from yesterday. You feel like you've missed everything you've learned on your life until the very last moment you closed your eyes yesterday. You feel like you are not entitled to explore the world before you do something meaningful to yourself or to others. That's only when the water fills up the box and pushes you out to explore the beautiful world. Ok hear me out. These are all bullshit. You are just as amazing as yesterday and the day before and 111 days ago. I am telling you. just trust me. So just get yourself up. Smile. and give your love to others. "

The voice sounds so warm yet so desperate.
I finally open my eyes and raise myself up, and then by the time I do I have no recollection whatsoever about this voice of encouragement. Just like the memory of a dream you see fades away,
I am the same as yesterday, just a little more naive, and little less confident than the last night.