This one relates to the previous post, but I wrote the topic just as I sat down to write exactly 40 minutes ago. Because my spirits are quite high, the motivation level is confusingly good, and all internal systems are check, check, check. Perhaps it's the good night's sleep, perhaps it's the generous amount of cheese for lunch, or perhaps it's the weather. I mean it's rainy as heck and everything, but I'd rather this than the alternative, which is to be cooked inside an oven, basically.
Ziiip, ziip, ziip, etcetera. Feeling good good good. Need to write poems, or meditate and all of that. Speaking of which, I'm supposed to be meditating and do all of that to make myself feel good for the rest of the day, and not the other way around, but I'm still taking time to set that routine up. I'm semi-regular on a consistent basis, so close to it becoming a proper habit though. So. Freaking. Close.
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