I have to take …

I have to take a minute to stop and pray when I have days that begin this way . . .

Woke up late today. Heavy feeling in my chest. Had a disagreement in a text that began with “good morning” <– those are supposed to be sweet aren’t they? Now I’m sitting at my desk feeling so blah. Ugh, I hate this figurative place.

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