i'm workin' on it

i seem to forget - often - how amazingly content i should be with the circumstances i am thrown into on a regular basis. i have so much to be happy and excited about...

lastnight i happened to catch a show called, "medical incredible". i'm into these rather graphic hospital type shows - so i was anticipating a nice plastic surgery or gun shot wound scene. (yeah, i know - weird) well, blimey - that's not what i got. instead of the blood and freak-outishness of an attempted murder - i watched child after child tell about how agonizing their life has been without the chance to smile or express themeselves physically - or how their finger won't stop growing. their lives have been full of ridicule and pain. the sort of pain that is like a rhetorical question. the kind that doesn't wait for you to respond to it, because it's just looking for the effect it will have on you. without an expensive surgery (and even then the chance is slim) - those people will never know what it means to live a "normal" life.

i live that "normal" life everyday. us normies can't even pretend to relate to something of that severity. ever. a zit or rough financial time will never even be on the same level as not being able to smile or stop growing. we act as if we have it so hard, but we don't even have a clue.

yesterday i got my invitation to the open house at the charlotte art institute (the college i am looking into attending). i received an invitation to a college. some people can't even think about going to college, much less being tempted with an invitation.

i want to think about things more. i want the generation i'm in to be one of change - in a good way. i want people to ponder things of importance.

i have it good. really good.