Ok, Day 1 was very weird. Started out really great. I was able to get up at 5:40 this morning. I tried not eating anything after 6 the night before. I only got to bed at 11:40, but still was able to get up pretty easily. What can I say, I definitely love getting up early and be able to enjoy myself before I go to work. I’ve done some stretching, had some tea on the balcony, enjoyed some sun while watching other few early risers walk or drive to work without any rush. It was going great and I was happy until…………

I’ve got into an accident on my way to work. Some dude in front of me braked really hard and I couldn’t do anything. It turns out he also rear-ended somebody, but it was just scratches on both other cars. My car is pretty bad. Headlight, bumper, hood and a fender. It sucks, because I always drive cautious and try to watch my speed. But what can you do, shit happens. I really love the way I handled it this time though (it has happened before). I’m not very concerned, and it only slightly ruined my mood. I still fill great, although I now need to prove my innocence to the police. They act like jerks, as usual and treat me like I’m a criminal and guilty by default (I think that has a lot to do with my accent). Sucks, but it’s just a car. In fact, I kind of had that feeling in the morning, you know, when you feel that it’s going too good… But like I said, I’m not going to let it ruin my mood… It feels kinda like it was a test for me. Silly.  Tomorrow is going to be great, I know.