Did you ever wake up feeling like you are the luckiest person alive? Lucky for absolutely everything (except the bills that are stacked up by the fridge - we don't like those EVER!)? Lucky for the friends you have and for those you haven't even met yet? For your family as dysfunctional as they are they are all still incredible people that have shaped you today - whether you like it or not? Lucky for your health and the ability to go out and do all the crazy shit you want to do? Lucky for having time in the morning to play with the dogs in the snow while it's still dark out and world is still asleep? Lucky for the opportunities you are presented with?
I don't know why, perhaps its because I get a little nostalgic during the holidays (yes even the ice princess has a chink in her armor). I am usually aware that I have it pretty good compared to some and I admit I love my life the way it is - crazy shit, hard times and all. But today I guess it just became more vivid to me. It happens once in a while - I love those days! Do you think if you awoke each day feeling that lucky that you would begin to take it for granted? I hope not.