I just fear those days where I wake up and want to stay in bed forever. I don’t want to go to class, I don’t want to make breakfast. The longer I lie there thinking about the consequences of skipping a day of class, the more inclined I am to actually doing it. Once I make the decision to skip one day, skipping a second, third, fourth day means nothing anymore. Bad habits develop easily upon bad decisions.

I was very close to my second bad decision this morning.