Morning

This morning I laid in bed feeling daunted by the day that hadn’t happened yet. 

My bed said, “Look, you just got to get out of bed and face the day with boldness.” 

I said that I was certain it would be a bad day. 

My bed said, “You’re probably right, but I really need a break from you laying on me.”

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