- Them: OH MY GOD YOU HAVE SO MANY BOOKS
- Me: *whispers* not enough. Its never enough.
I’ve only been in Spain for two and a half weeks, and I’ve already eaten Mexican food three times… woops.
do you ever just feel so full with life that you just sit in your warm bed, enamored with the fact you have a space on earth to call your own and do whatever you want with? having a body and a mind and the knowledge that you take up space in the world is incredible. even if that space you take up means nothing to no one, you are there and that in itself is a sort-of miracle. if we just remember these sort-of miracles all the time then we can maybe stop feeling so dissatisfied. maybe if we look at all the books lining our shelves and all the knowledge to be gained from them we can stop being so bored and stop thinking the world owes us something and instead think that maybe we owe the world.