Complaining

I hate my hair today.

My head hurts in my sinuses.

I have a tooth with a hole in it, and it is causing me a lot of pain as well.

I'm tired of having to pee.

YEAH! I'm complaining, what of it? Just kidding!

I feel fatter than ever but you know, it's alright. I am working on it the best I can. The best I know how. That's all I can do, at anything, is try my hardest. Lately I've been trying really hard at sitting on my butt and doing nothing. Today sleeping until 12:45 felt great! What did not feel great was constantly being woken up by my nephew. I attempted being nice, but we all know I'm not a morning person.

Point being, I fail, every day. I don't always stop to smell the roses. I think the grass really is greener on the other side. I'm never satisfied. Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and experience grave disappointment at the person I have become in this world. However, I'm breathing. In and out. Deep and shallow. Somewhere in there I have to be thankful for something that simple. Some people have to walk around with oxygen tanks. I'm trying to look up! Reach in, reach out, reach up, you know?