I woke up this morning with a roof over my head, a family that loves me, a job that I love, enough money to feed us, and friends that care about me. I can't complain.
I woke up this morning and I was able to walk with ease, breathe without a struggle, eat without assistance, and speak with clarity. I can't complain.
I woke up this morning to a country that allows me to speak my mind, go out in public by myself, watch what I want on television, and vote for public officials. I can't complain.
I woke up this morning to a world that isn't perfect, that sometimes makes me sad and sometimes makes me laugh, to a world that has struggles. I can't complain.
Can you?


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quiet night
with no crickets
I woke up this morning to migraines and backaches that got worse throughout the day, I have a lousy cold, I ate one meal today, and I'm afraid to say what I think.
::wry grin::
I can complain.