Just made my first cup of coffee and spilled the entire thing on my kitchen counter. Yup, gonna be one of THOSE days.
Not awake. And yet here I am making coffee.
I think the only thing that's a lie at this point is my consciousness.
My hope died of dysentery.
The bed is a lie. It is not delicious or moist either.
Get Lucky. I'm lucky if I get sleep.
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I'm not sure my audience is on Instagram. I don't live my life in pictures.
Here's the secret to getting things done: say no. A lot.
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