Thursday where is my motivation?
Tonight, one hundred words about a time you lost your motivation.
"Don't wanna get out of bed."
"Don't wanna get out of bed."
"Why now?"
"Nothing good for me outside the door."
"Two choices, Emil. You can lie here and flunk Sales and Property Law, or you can just try to wing it and see what happens."
Emil looked up from the book he had been using as a pillow. "I haven't had much sleep today and you're doing this to me, Ray?"
"Well if I can't tempt you, maybe breakfast can. Marce is cooking," Ray said.
Emil sighed. "I hate it when you guys do this to me."
"Whatever works," Ray said with an unashamed grin.