Okay, I accept it. I probably won't be able to sleep for another hour or so. Even though it's way past two in the morning and it's cold--perfect setting for a nice, deep sleep. Bummer.
Anywho, I'm thinking to myself how lucky I am that though I don't have everything I want, I still have quite a lot. Not that I'm gloating, mind you. Just taking the time out to count my blessings.
For someone who doesn't eat veggies and lives a generally not-so-healthy lifestyle, I'm quite well and healthy. I have both my parents with me, plus the rest of the clan is just walking distance away. I have quite a number of good friends and two best friends I wouldn't trade for anyone else in the world. And I have Franco, who's all that I could ever ask for in a guy and more.
All in all, I'm blessed. I have always been, I just never was appreciative enough to realize it until now. My life's not perfect and neither am I, but that's okay. I like it that way. Flaws and mistakes color my world. Negativity always was, still is and will always be part of me, but I'd like to think I have enough sense now not to let it get the better of me--at least not always.
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