Happy

I worked all day with girls that I like, went to the movies with Amy (one of two awesome roommates that I have lived with for the past 2 years) came home ate a ham sandwich with a tall cold glass of Ovaltine, there is a roof over my head and $25 in my bank account. I lay in the dark writing this in my own personal sanctuary I am safe and sleepy. Everyday I dwell on what could have been better... or how things could have been different if I had just ______. I need to let go of all of that, and let myself enjoy every gift, and be just as happy as I am laying here with my afghan and the subtle lull of the fan. I am so fortunate.