While my performing my morning neck rejuvenating exercises to take the kinks out before I get out of bed, I repeat the same words every morning. “Today, I’m going to do the best I can, find some joy, and never give up”.
A strange feeling came over me. My thoughts weren’t as foggy. There wasn’t any hopping out of bed bursting out in song; “Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof.” Woohoo! “because I’m happy—dammit“.
No, I shuffled into the bathroom, to grab my bathrobe, feeling every ache and pain as a result of my poor choices to avoid exercising and healthy eating.
However, I felt better than I have in nearly two years.
As with many, many blog posts that are relegated to the draft folder, the few I started this morning ended there as well.
I’m in a new place, and I’m trying to figure it out.
When I figure it out, I hope I have something worthy of your time to read.
♫because I’m happy♫ bahahahahaha!