Time: 09:05 A.M.
Feeling: In pain. My ovaries are Harlem shaking!
Eating / Drinking: Coffee black with Stevia. It’s disgusting.
Listening to: Conference Call.
Missing: My fwiends! Peaches, Pep, let’s get it together.
Wishing: Pain pain go away!
Should Be Doing: Work… per usual.
Thinking: Yetti get it together!
Talking to: Tyra!
Current Mantra: “My worth is not tied to the number on the scale.”
Plotting: This weekend. How will I do it all!
Anticipating: Some clarity and structure at this job.