I used to want for things.
A designer purse, new clothes, makeup.
I used to want for people.
A best friend, a boyfriend, a baby.
I used to want for the American dream.
A car, a house, a family, a dog.
Now, besides a cure-all for a snoring husband and a fur baby that hogs the bed, I have everything I have been wanting for. Not everything has been checked off the list but it doesn't seem to matter anymore. Today, I am really happy. Not happy because of money, not happy because of things, not happy because of life cirumstances. Just happy.
It's a good feeling.
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