I am thinking right now. And not only about goals, or the loss of innocence and truth, or even social discomfort. All I'm thinking about doing, and it freaks me out that I am, but I just wanted to say thanks. anyone who's reading this deserves my thanks. even if you aren't reading it. every person in my life brings hints to emotions that I really ought to appreciate, whether they're good feelings or bad. it makes me feel a little better knowing a diverse group of people determine how I set my mood, instead of having a few close friends.
I'm thankful that people still believe in the goodness of the world, the gifts that hide behind the polluted ponds and murky seas. That beating heart in the mounds of dead. The Survivor in the disease.
Not only am I thankful for that, but I'm thankful people care enough about me to get off their asses in the morning to go to work and not only give me a more than liveable home, but now, a possible vacation home to go to. I'm thankful of that inspiration they instill in me to get educated and maybe one day become as successful as them, have a family of my own, and work my butt off doing what I love.
I would want to thank the lab workers, factory workers, engineers, plumbers, doctors,and everyone else I haven't mentioned for getting on their knees, hands grimy in dirt to give my spoiled self everything I have; with no expense to me but maybe a couple of dollars if it was a "want".
I came into my blog tonight expecting to talk about how unfair my pitiful teenage life was.
But my life's nothing to sneeze at; I really am lucky.
Thanks, really.
everyone.
-sara
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