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I was told to wake up in the morning and ask the Universe how great it was going to be today. I kind of had that feeling last night and I rocked my sleep. I approached the day with passion, passionate about everything that was or will be. The Universe was spiraling in the direction that I told it to move and I was grateful for it.
I no longer see the past or the future, only this present moment and in it I breathe a solemn breathe.
I ask God for only one thing, another minute to be great so that I may live in his image.
