My yesterday started with falling asleep in the shower (night shifts can be hard!) and ended with throwing up bunches of catfish and strawberries (migranes are hard too).
I know. It looked like I had been murdered in the bathroom.
Sometimes, you just have to step back and take stock of the entirety of the day... and when you do that... there are a lot more good memories that came from those strawberries during the in-between parts of my day. And remember?
I like the in-between parts the best anyhow.
Sweet Berry Farms delivered.