Don't you hate it when you are all bleary-eyed in the morning but you manage to make your coffee, then you pour chunky cream into it?
Don't you hate it when you've only quit smoking 4 days earlier and this feels like something to slit your wrists over?
*Accepting coffee deliveries this morning*
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My wish for you is that you continue. Continue to be who and how you are, to astonish a mean world with your acts of kindness. Continue to allow humor to lighten the burden of your tender heart. - Maya Angelou
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