6:30 a.m. on a Tuesday Morning
🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱 You know that feeling when you WANT to go back to sleep, but can't? You ignore that nagging voice in your head that's louder than you'd like it to be that says, "Get up, get up." But I only ignored it once, so I got up. Once thing I've learned the hard way, when my body talks to me I listen. Whatever it says, I do. So I got up, telling myself at least I'll get something done. Which is why I'm typing this to you right now. Laying It on Straight to My Younger Self Flush from your soul the idea that to survive you have to be a weak sister. That’s horsefeathers! Trust in all the brainchilds that come your way. Embrace the rip-snorter moments when they arrive. On a regular basis, immerse yourself in auras of moxie. Natch, you are a live wire and a queen. Any greenbacks you get, stash. Hug your Old Lady every chance you get. You’ll miss her terribly after she buys the farm. Flip your wig the second...