i wonder if i'll ever meet someone that's completely content with the life they live. i mean, i feel like everyone has something they wish were different. it's human to strive to be perfect but it's also human to finally understand there's no such thing. every day i think about something i wish i could change about myself and the way i was raised but then i have to remind myself that there are people in the world that wish they could have the opportunities that i do.
note to self: count your blessings.