Selfish
The world is an awful place The world is a beautiful place Literally I want to travel the world and see all of its wonders, although I also want to stay in my little bubble and bring my child with me in said bubble I feel I have no right to complain when I can openly walk down the streets, in shorts, of my suburban neighbor towing my kid in his wagon while he munches on over priced veggie chips and is fully clothed. I also will have a huge bottle of water that I easily obtained from my sink. I think to myself Jessica how can u be so depressed, angry, and wanting more when I already have what some people pray for every night. This in turn spirals me to become more mad at myself for being ungrateful for my relatively easy life and mundane first world problems, like the trash collectors never coming on time. They always seem to come right when he's napping. I feel everything for people in third world countries. I watched a movie called Lion the other day. The first 30 minutes and