But then other mornings . . . not so much. Other mornings, if you're honest, you just want to pull your hair out.
So you pout, and you don't stop 'til you darn well feel like it.
Then suddenly it hits you: Nobody in your house even noticed you were pouting!
You slide to the floor, deflated. You quit!
But then it happens. Some(crazy)body makes you giggle, and the next thing you know:
You're laughing! You've got a full-blown case of the giggles, and you don't mind one bit.
Suddenly you realize maybe you're not as tired as you thought, because maybe what you needed wasn't peace and quiet after all -
but just the littlest taste of joy.
Wishing you a super morning, every morning,
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