do i have a perfect life? no.

is this the life i thought i would have?

is my savings account what it should be?

am i driving the car i ever imagined i would be?

do i look like how i predicted?

do people view me the way i hope they would?

is this world the way i hope it would be?

is this country, this city, this block the way i thought it would be?

no no no no no.

but in some ways it’s way better than i could ever have imagined.

for example my internet speed at home is like 300+ MBs

alllll the time.

i can listen to any recording Miles Davis ever laid down just by saying Hey Siri fuck me up with Miles Davis

i can walk a mile in any direction and eat the best thai mexican or vegan food for less than an hours wages.

i am in excellent health. my Cubs are going to win the World Series again.

and my mom is a phone call away.

this is how i count my blessings after being dragged down into the murky dark depths of twitter each morning.