The moral of every day is to live it as if it were your last....if this were truly the case i think we would be in a world of trouble that only entailed finding a piece of tail....
I wake up every morning, either on my couch, and then make a mad dash to my bed to hopefully get a few hours in and wake up out of bed to feel whole for the day, or I wake up in my bed, with the heating pad on full blast, not wanting to get out of bed. Either which way, I am finding it harder and harder to be motivated to get out of bed.
I'm sure this has something to do with my inability to shut my eyes and go to sleep after being pulled into yet another television series on netflix. This time? Prison Break. I'm sorry, but Wentworth Miller is one damn hot guy, and I can stare at his brooding face forever!
In any case, I need to start living my life that does not entail browsing on Facebook for the first few half hours of my day. There ought to be something a little more rewarding than reading post that I may or may not have rad only a few hours prior to waking up.
That's why Im blogging. Well, that and seeing a few iinspirational people who have recently began doing so and I find that this could possibly be a way for me to feel this self awareness that i feel as though Im lacking.
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