Coffee

You have to leave yesterday’s baggage behind

Rise and shine and be merry. And, as Truman noted each morning to his Truman Show neighbors “good morning, and in case I don’t see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night!” Yuck. I can be sunny, but I don’t believe I’ve ever been that chipper. I think I would vomit up my coffee if I were to be so chipper. I live in a New York building of 52 floors, the real friendly people grunt hello. I am actually exaggerating there and playing into the stereotypes to just make a point.

In all seriousness, though, I do need two cups of coffee by 6:30AM to get myself going. I know that I am not the only one. However, I do like to great each day as what it is: full of possibilities. Just because the sun came out yesterday, it’s no guarantee it’ll be out today. Each day has its own course, rhythm and rhyme.

You have to leave yesterday’s baggage behind. There’s plenty that can go wrong or right today.

3 replies »

  1. Haha.. i wore my Darth Vader Shirt that says i Feel Awesome Today! to my
    Root Canal Procedure exclaiming to the Assistant
    I’m so! excited!
    To experience
    Something New!
    My Wife said they
    Probably think You are
    Nuts.. Pain-Free
    Going in
    During
    And After the
    Numb Wore-off..
    Now i am so
    Excited
    About Getting
    A Crown on that
    Back Molar..
    i practically
    Feel Like a Pain-
    Fear-Free King
    Hehe With no
    Cultural
    Clothes
    To Cover
    Up my Glee..
    Like My Wife says
    Visiting Disney Is
    Fun But Living
    THere is Just
    Not The Same..;)

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