Thursday, November 29, 2012

Wow I'm Lucky

The world is a violent and dangerous place for so many. I count my blessings all the time, a huge one being that I live in a beautiful First World country. I mean, I live in a place where a single rusty gun found in the river has a newspaper article written about it:
How lucky can I and my family and all of my fellow citizens be? Makes you feel ashamed of complaining about anything, ever, y'know?
Yer Pal,


cafiend said...

The moment of realization for me was around 1993 or 1994 when I had to scavenge dead pine from the woods to heat my house because I was out of money and out of firewood. As I slithered around on some old beater skis, balancing sections of tree trunk on my shoulders, I felt like I might have it a little rough. Then I remembered that over in Sarajevo people were trying to hack green limbs off trees in city parks while other people shot at them. I felt luxuriously indulged after that.

RANTWICK said...

It's all relative alright. Just gotta keep that stuff top of mind and you're good.

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