I'm a pretty lucky lady. I live in an adorable, quirky apartment in my favorite part of Cambridge; I have so many friends that live within fifteen minutes of me (one that shares a door with me); I have a full-time job with great benefits and a flexible schedule that allows me ample opportunity to see the next guy on this list; I have an amazing, generous boyfriend who makes me laugh and inspires me to be kinder; and I have a bike and a whole city at my disposal.
Sometimes, especially when
I don't have any money gets tight, I get all
woe is me. But the truth is, I'm in the top 99th percentile for fucking lucky people, so I need to cherish it and quit my whining. What do you need to stop and smell today?
