Sometimes I see stellar people on the insta and I feel a little bit of a pit in my stomach, upset that I'm not livin the dream, slightly jealous and yeah just frustrated with my life and where it is. But in all reality, my life is DAAAANG GOOD. I've gotten to a point in life where I fully accept that my life will never be perfect, nor will I, but I can find happiness and joy despite the crap moments.
Feelin reaaaaal lucky to be alive in this magnificent world full of beautiful souls and never ending adventures and a plethora of beauty.
a few of the many many many many things I'm grateful for:
art. mountains. seasons, especially autumn. adventure buddies. moms. dads. family. siblings because they're my best friends. road trips. utah. coffee shops. outdoor gear. indoor plants. music. pianos. blankets. beanies&scarves. hiking. the ocean. mountain lakes. food, especially pizza and donuts and just food in general. pens and cool markers. good working wifi. my job. cache valley. photography. america because freedom. early morning frost. nature. potential. rainy days. good books. sunshine. grandparents. planes and trains. etc. etc. etc.
So very grateful. my heart is full and I feel expceptionally blessed. god is good y'all.
