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New Echolalia

I have a new echolalia/mantra:
"Going to try to be chill. Going to try to be kind. Going to try to enjoy life."

It's more meaningful than my usual phrases (which I still have), like "turtles, turtles, turtles" and "apples have oranges" and "purple turtles."
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