You're still alive. Thanks, Lord. Get up.
Thank You, Lord. What can I do for you, today?
Remember that "drink water as soon as you get up" thing that someone suggested? Do it. Send a note to Brita one day and tell them how cool their filter pitcher is.
Those shoes are missing the empty boxes they came out of. Reunite them.
You fell asleep on your homemade icee/slurpee/freezie thingy. Fuze + Bitter Lemon + Ocean Spray Cranberry juice. The first few icy scrapes were delicious. The ceiling fan has been on all night. No telling what's in the cup. Let it go. Try again.
Hopefully you'll finish the painting today. Need more primer and green acrylic paint.
Look and see if the dress is still available. If it isn't pick something else--even if it's not for you.
There's watermelon. You don't have to cook that.
You may need to invest in a pick since you have successfully resisted the relaxer. Your hair is healthier than it's been in years...now the Afro Sheen song is running through your head.
Yesterday's gone. Yes, you could have gone to Louisiana, but you put it off for something that isn't going to happen. Forget it. Keep moving.
Stop putting things off.
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