It is late, but I still have time

I wake up in my single person apartment and this morning I found myself asking "Is this going to be an exceptional day?" I WANT it to be. For some reason I feel like I really need this day to be exceptional.

Now it is the end of the day, the less that exceptional day. I want my homework to be done. I want my hunger to be satisfied. I want my debt to go away. I want to know what exactly is the minimum amount of work I need to do to get an A in all my classes. I want my shoulders to be rubbed.

But it is amidst all of this wanting I remember a still, calm moment while riding in my car to work, when God reminded me that the key to contentment is to give up all of my wants.