Each blessed day

Every morning I wake up. I see the sun shining through the window. I hear the birds chirping. I smell the coffee from the kitchen. I get up out of bed and walk into the bathroom. I look at myself in the mirror. Do you know what I say to myself?
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (in horror)!!!!" Then I say, "What the heck was that?"

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