Some mornings we wake up and we suddenly realize it’s gonna be one of those days. I call it BDS (Bad Day Syndrome). I recently woke up with a severe case of BDS. My alarm went off at 5:30 on a Sunday morning so I could get up and begin my morning routine. I didn’t get up. I stared at it and said, “NO!” I reset it for 6:30 and again it went off and again I said, “NO!” What I was really thinking was, “Not today Satan!” But of course, it wasn’t Satan trying to get me out of bed to pray.
When I finally got out of bed I stumbled into the kitchen to fill my cup with water and my roommate chose that morning to walk up behind me and give me a scare. The joke was on him, I turned around threw my water at him…
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