After a morning visit with my mom, I came home and fell asleep. A Sunday afternoon was once acceptable. Today I feel guilty. I have Steemit goals that don't happen when I sleep. Dreams do not come true if you dream harder. 
Dreams come true when you work harder. Steemit is my job these days (even on sleepy ones).
My evening plans now include one or two new posts.
Here is today's beauty.
On the seventh day he rested. And it was good.
Steemit is my job too, it can be that tiring at times, but dedication can see us through
Dream less work harder 💪💪
wow...that looks yummy and tasty. Can I get a bite?
I think about which things to post on Steemit.com before going to sleep everyday.
Thanks for this beauty
Hahhahaah, anyway can I have the chicken?
Nice post by you doc
Steemit is my job also