counting all the beautiful things.
My bills are out of control,
and I am barely pulling in enough money to break even.
But I have intense plans to travel,
handfuls of creativity,
a lovely roof over my head,
and an amazing man that makes me feel 8 feet tall and overwhelmingly, exceedingly, and powerfully loved and admired.
So, I can not help but wake up feeling exceptionally grateful all the damn time.