Somehow, you never get what you really want.
In the past, I'd go into an anti-materialist rant, but I'd feel hypocritical if I did it today. Not because I found happiness in what I got, but because I took what I got with the normal, content smile. Maybe I was happy for a minute there.
Then again, I'm glad I got something. Glad I don't have nothing. Lucky kid, I am.
Lucky for no good reason.
26 December 2009
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