The hardest thing is accepting who you are

But how do you know what to accept and how much you can change?

I wish I could change waking up so exhausted. As usual I slept through a few cycles of my alarm so then I had to choose between meds or breakfast. I've long ago given up getting to work anytime before ten.

As I was cycling down the road, I realised something was missing. It was my bag. I'd left it in the kitchen with my keys and wallet and phone. I hope my landlady will be home this evening to let me in...