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I keep forgeting to talk about the good stuff.
Like my driver's test in two weeks.
And the boy who I like.
Like the car I might get.
And the fact that it has six seats.
Like tomorrow being Thursday.
And the weather getting warmer for a couple days.
Like finally sending thank-yous.
And eating fresh raspberry jam.
Like waking up early.
And not hating it.
Like eating lunch with my boys.
And writing good articles.
Like coffee.
And water.
The bad stuff is just easier to complain about.
I want to hold all the good inside and never let it go. You know?
Like my driver's test in two weeks.
And the boy who I like.
Like the car I might get.
And the fact that it has six seats.
Like tomorrow being Thursday.
And the weather getting warmer for a couple days.
Like finally sending thank-yous.
And eating fresh raspberry jam.
Like waking up early.
And not hating it.
Like eating lunch with my boys.
And writing good articles.
Like coffee.
And water.
The bad stuff is just easier to complain about.
I want to hold all the good inside and never let it go. You know?