Teised elavad paremat elu
I have a good life. Nothing extraordinary by any stretch of the imagination, but good. I don’t struggle, or lay in bed often wondering where my next meal is coming from. I am not burdened by the thought of terminal illness or homelessness. Yet every once in a while, I get a lump in my stomach, a pain deep down in my core. This familiar feeling sneaks into my heart and settles in my gut every time I read about or see someone not only participating in activities cooler than ones I am involved in, but living a life that far exceeds one I can only dream of. That feeling in my gut?? Jealousy. Complete and utter sinful jealousy.
Nick kirjutab Time To Get blogis niimoodi. Sest austraalia kutid ajasid ta kadedaks – Lover’s Land