i am so unbelievably privileged. and i never really realize just how much so until little things hit me and i realize... not everyone can be sitting in their $5000 dorm apartment at a great school in a major city receiving mail with checks and good natured gifts from their mother theyve treated like shit for the past four years, drinking coffee paid for by their parents, stoned from weed paid for by their parents, after getting out of a class paid for by their parents, emailing their parents about a trip to italy and blogging about shit on their macbook with ray bans sitting in view, and only worrying how to respond to an awkward facebook message from a boy they kissed once and will probably only see three more times in their entire life and how hard theyre crushing for their new friend/drug dealer.
like who the fuck gets to do that on a daily basis. shouldnt i be worried about real things? shouldnt i be worried about paying my bills? getting to my job on time? wondering if the shitty school im going to because it was all i could pay for will actually land me a job in this economy? how did i get so lucky that my biggest concern is boys?
i'm so lucky. and i never just sit an appreciate my life. i never appreciate how much ive had handed to me. that i have time to be aware of random tid bits of information because i never have that much to do that i cant just look at things. that i'm never really screwed, despite how hard i sometimes try to get that way. i was just born into a life where overall, more good things than bad have kept happening that i'm always ok.
there are so many people who deserve to be lucky. why me?
Because the happiness and light that you bring to others comes back to you. That is why you. No one deserves your luck more than you do.
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