There are many things I take for granted. From little things like having broadband internet connection to major things like being alive. From having a roof over my head to being able to wake up tomorrow morning. From having my five senses to being able to think and dream.
It was never my intention not to count my blessings. Just that it is easier to blame the world for the things I don’t have. I have a cupboard bursting with clothes, but I don’t have a walk-in wardrobe. I have a bookcase bursting with books, but I don’t have a library of literary collections.
I understand the magnitude of the world, but I don’t understand my own insignificance.