Each morning I wake up.
Sound of my alarm.
Then I get up from my bed.
I dress myself in clothes I wear at home.
I go upstairs.
Open a water tab.
It is running.
I am waiting for warm one.
Ou.. It is so nice to have running water.
Then I take my way to the kitchen.
I open my fridge and can't decide what I want to have for breakfast today.
So a lot of choice in there.
Afterwords I go to figure out what I want to wear today.
So a lot of choice there.
And shoes ..
Which ones...?!
And then I think I am damn lucky ..
We’re all damn lucky! If we put our problems in the cirlce together with the problems of everyone else in the world, we’d grab ours back instantly.
Aija, we are lucky. Only the fact that we wake up in the morning makes us very lucky….
But I feel that we do not have empathy to feel that enough. And each heart-brake feels like end of the world.
Aija, of course it does, we are humans and have emotions. Needless to say it takes just few days or weeks before we feel lucky again.
Millions of people do not live long enough (hunger, diseases..) to get to a heart-break. We are very lucky indeed.
And I hope that there will be once a moment when it will be possible for people to live so long. And for us to feel happy with a little, without BMW and huge houses .. Just being alive.
Great, great! That is it. We are very lucky and sometimes we do not even notice it or, what is worse, do not add value to it.
Thanks for that!
We are justtttt daammmn lucky to be a part of this competition too
Off topic: This reminded me of Jacques Prevert’s poem ‘Déjeuner du Matin’:)
http://exuberantlife.wordpress.com/dejeuner-du-matin-morning-breakfast/
This reminds me of the girls I share a flat with… she has like 200 shoes and keeps buying