Worrying is like my thing.
I'm just so good at it.
My workweek is over and just beginning, all at the same time.
I don't know why everything can't be perfect for more than 5 minutes. It's a rule. You get 5 perfect minutes where nothing in your life is going wrong, and then when you have that fleeting second of realization that everything is amazing...and after that second something happens to remind you that nothing is ever perfect and that life is all about overcoming challenges.
Get out of the way; nothing will ever beat me or keep my life from being the best it can ever be.
I have everything I could ever ask for.
I thought about praying. But thought immediately better of it.