Wishing on a Star

It's a new week. I made it to the gym today. I did about 40 minutes on an elliptical. I walked for about 10.

I don't eat anywhere what I used to eat. So the diet is still OK.

I'm still broke.

I still pray for divine intervention—I pray for my girls and for answers everyday.

I still wish on a star.

I still believe in miracles.

I still have faith.

So that's where my head is at.