I wake up every morning in a cold sweat, regardless of how well things went the day before. And put that I said that in a somewhat but not completely tongue-in-cheek way.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I am never at my best in the early morning, especially a cold morning in the Yorkshire spring with a piercing March wind sweeping down from the fells, finding its way inside my clothing, nipping at my nose and ears.
I think every day you wake up, and you do the best you can do that day.
I always wake up at the crack of ice.
Every morning I wake up and thank God.
I sweat. If anything comes easy to me I mistrust it.
I crack jokes and play games and that's really more my nature than being cold.
I wake up every morning literally with a smile on my face, grateful for another day I never thought I'd see.
I think that when you get dressed in the morning, sometimes you're really making a decision about your behavior for the day. Like if you put on flipflops, you're saying: 'Hope I don't get chased today.' 'Be nice to people in sneakers.'
I live every day to its fullest extent and I don't sweat the small stuff.
I wake up every morning feeling like I have the best life.