I was writing a depressing essay this morning about how I hate my job, don’t like mornings, school is hard, etc, when, I realized how totally bratty and obnoxious that was.
I have plenty to eat, extra cash, wonderful friends, a supportive family and so much good fortune that bitching and moaning about the few simple challenges I have seems very wrong. I don’t want to piss off the Fates by spitting in my good fortune any longer.
Instead, I’m going to devote myself to writing essays about how cool my friends are. Writing essays about how cool the people I love are is a much better use of my time than moaning about how I have the occasional challenge here and there.
I’ve had it with my whining.
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