I got up this morning, showered, took my time doing my hair and my makeup. Ate me a good ass bagel, and had me some coffee. I actually showed up to class, actually tried my best to learn what I signed up for. I worked out for a solid hour. Caught up with an old friend. Had a BLAST in sign language, and had a bangin' rehearsal with Footloose.
All I needed was a push. Don't know where that fucking push came from, but not looking back on yesterday, not looking at tomorrow; today was a good day.