I've always wanted to turn around in an executive chair and say "I've been expecting you."

Everything happening now happens because of everything that has happened before.

I walk around like everything is fine, but deep down inside my shoe, my sock is sliding off.

I always mean what I say, I don't always mean to say it out loud, but I always mean it.

I did a push-up today. Well actually I fell down, but I had to use my arms to get back up, so close enough.

The odds of going to the store for a loaf of bread and coming out with ONLY a loaf of bread are three billion to one.