I have so many bad days that when I wake up in the morning, I just stare at the ceiling for a solid couple of minutes with nothing specific in mind, just a silent wish for the day to be a good one. I don't go hoping for something amazing like winning the lottery, just a short break where some things are actually going right.
A quieter Monday.
A morning with a nice cup of coffee before work.
An afternoon commute where I actually get to appreciate the city and the orange sky instead of drowning in my own thoughts.
I just long for some inner peace. Contentment. For the courage to go through the days believing life is still beautiful despite all the things that are always out of reach for me.
I'm not asking for something grand. I just long for the days that make waiting easier. Waiting for my turn, waiting for the most little of dreams to come true, waiting for the simple things I know I also deserve.
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Note to Self
NonfiksiThis is not just a simple story but a journal of my day-to-day experiences and become motivated every single day. If you want to be motivated, too. Feel free to read this journal. Nothing can stop you. Just read and be motivated.
