Coffee and self reflection
In the near future I plan to do some meditation after a 15 minute walk.
I am about to toast some white bread somewhat dark
I am going to warm up my meatballs
Going to snack a bit then hit the shower
Going to have a 15 minute walk following with meditation
Then I will sit in front of my computer and shit and piss out new work and be an author and do it well
I might do a yoga session to a yoga video thru you tube
I should definitely do some yoga after I stretch and take a 15 minute walk following with meditation
I cannot wait to do these goals and have a better feeling of accomplishment and achievement
About the Creator
Angelina F. Thomas
I am a very beautiful mother of mixed daughters with expensive taste. I hope and pray to my Abba father that my wishful thinking and my ability to dream huge truly pays off. So be it. Amen.
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