The blankets felt divine as I wrapped myself in them and slunk back into bed.
The air was crisp. But my bed was still warm and I almost can’t describe the feeling of bliss as I returned to my cocoon.
I had managed to think ahead and had also brought my delicious, chocolate flax brownie that tasted more like decadent birthday cake than a simple morning muffin.
As I took my first bite and savored the rich, chocolate I thought, “my God, I love my life right now.”
Now before you say you hate me, let me tell you my week was no picnic. I certainly don’t have mornings or moments like this all of the time.
This one particular moment inspired me to write this, however, because of how my week went.
So let’s backtrack a moment...
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There isn’t time for that. It’s too late. That can’t be done. You’ll never amount to anything. You have peaked. There’s nowhere else to go but down.
This is your mountaintop and frankly, it’s not that high.
But you’re almost 40, life is getting harder and the chance for happiness is over. You failed. The picture-perfect life you imagined sadly, will not be.
You better accept it, suck it up and keep going to a job you hate, to barely make ends meet and to be in a relationship with someone who makes you miserable. This is your life.
And the Devil is grinning.
I ask you. Are you gonna lie down and take it, or will you fight back and wipe that smirk off his face?
I, of course, can’t help but picture Tom Ellis from Lucifer when I wrote that...
