You’ve journaled, recorded your dreams, worked out, meditated, showered, brushed, flossed, taken your medication, moisturized, had an ensure, are in the process of making your protein shake. You mad it’s after 9:30 am bro?
My dyslexic version of Daft Punk’s ‘Harder Better Faster Stronger.’ Better Faster Harder Stronger. What do you mean celebrate my achievements?
Edit: It’s a year later and I no longer do these things because I am a shell of my former self crippled under the weight of it’s own mind. Toots.