Every morning I wake up and think:
"This day, two years from now, I will have my doctorate in physical therapy."
Sometimes I add,
"...and I will be living in Colorado."
That last thought is generally reserved for the really tough mornings!
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It takes a huge amount of discipline to get oneself out of bed, especially if one is not shocked to one's feet by a screaming baby or a loudly meowing cat....
I admire all of those who actually arise on their own accord...
Yet another example in which I can see God's hand in choosing my vocation!
Wow, when I get out of bed I normally think something like, "Alright Andrew, you got to do this. It is just another day,"
or, "Let's go, you have to eat somehow,"
or, "Crap, I'm late."
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