s o m e t i m e s

sometimes i like to wonder about things.
would i be happier if i had...
 ...more money?
... a prettier face?
...smarter brain?
...hotter body?
...better personality?
...a more obedient dog?
...a degree from harvard?
...married a hot korean doctor?
...been born white not yellow?
...a different lineage?
...lived in hawaii?
...a boyfriend like edward cullens?
...no insomnia?
...no heartburn?
...no heart to burn?

this thinking exercise could lead to depressive thoughts. but for me, with my flawless logic, listing all the things that would make me a different, possibly better version...makes me realize i'm lucky.
i mean... wanting perfection is like saying I want no heart.  duh! winning!
[remember, this is flawless logic.]
logical equation below:
no heart=me no alive=me zombie=only want to eat human brain=me no like eat human brain

so, all in all... i'll just keep all my flaws, my appetite for steak and lobster and keep my heart too.

perfection is boring anyways. :)