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Think of the “little things”
I try to focus on the little things like
I have a roof over my head.
I have food, water.
I have the privilege to get an education.
But I look at life the way a frog looks at a pond
As the pond being the norm
As a seagull looking at the ocean
Like it will always be there
I am not being drafted for a war.
I are not being separated from my family
I have the freedom to do basically whatever I want
So why can’t I look at life like a dog hearing “wanna go for a walk”
Why can’t I see life as an old man getting a bingo.
I can breathe, walk, hear, see.
I can work any job I can imagine and if they don’t have that job I can make it a job.
I’m trying to focus on the little things like
I woke up this morning.
I got out of bed and took a shower.
I brushed my teeth.
I put on clean clothes.
I had breakfast.
I said goodbye to my mom
And I got in my car to drive to school
So instead of looking at life like a black hole dwindling down my quality of life I need to look at things like a bear coming out of hibernation looking at the day as a new beginning
I believe we all need to focus on the little things.
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