This morning, I'm sitting on our futon, facing our recently decorated Christmas tree, wrapped up in my favorite blanket, about to enjoy a few pages from the book I'm currently reading. I have a roof over my head, I'm warm, I could eat if I wasn't too lazy to get out of my currently comfortable position, I'm loved, I'm alive and I'm well. So what do I have to complain about? It's so easy to get carried away about the little things, and forget about the bigger picture.
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