psychotropic

life is good, its hard, painful, rewarding, exhausting, beautiful, frightening and amazing all in one split second. I sit before this keyboard thinking of how much I take for granted, that I whine about all that I have to "deal with" when right in front of me I am acutely aware that I am beyond blessed with such wonderful people. I question what makes us do this...how is it that we all know that we are lucky just to wake up each day and take a breath, but we spend the majority of our time complaining to others that this sucks and that sucks...why are we built like this? is it some kind of divine test or karma tracker...I will lie awake in the dark staring at nothing while pondering everything and drift asleep only to wake again and hope that when my feet touch the floor I will be grateful instead of scorned by the "to do list" of life, and the "why me's"