It's amazing where I can find inspiration.
I like to whine a lot when things aren't going how I think they should.
I complain and try to garner as much sympathy as possible.
Time to change.
Time to be a little bit better.
Time to be happy with what I have.
Time to get up and walk anyways.
Even if I only have two legs
(figuratively speaking, of course.)
I can do hard things.
And I can still be happy.
I can be as happy as that little lamb.