My Perfect Life

Perfect life I work one morning I make me feel one thing every morning - my life is perfect. When I wake up every day, I curse my alarm, stumble in the bathroom, and brush my teeth when I stare outside the window. Sometimes I stand there for too long, or at least longer than my sleepy body. Anyway, I like this. Here, you can meditate about everything I do. After a bad golf round or a lot of schooling, I divided my pitching wedge into two sets of frustration. But I realized my life was perfect, so when I saw it from the window again, I thought about the balance of relaxation and obligatory tasks which is characteristic of my life.

I know that I worked hard so as to pursue perfection from the time I was an adult. My family life is not perfect (compared to my other friends), so I have to show the other aspects of my life perfectly, especially in school and sports. Even if I became the mother of two children, I felt the pressure of working 40 hours a week, all small classes worked one hour, had dinner, caught up with the demand of the house, enough time Called. Together, they remember who I am and still try to find time to eat by exercising the choice of health food I'm thinking then (you noticed that I did not sleep there )

I am planning to post photos on Instagram, but I can not find the perfect picture of my fake perfect life. As you know, like all the other pictures in my feed, I hope you do? Nobody wants them to be me. No one wants this. My mother wearing on my face does not want to see my picture, blond hair, Bob's pajamas of my sponge, incompatible flannel shirt, and a sad expression. I look the same for a few days. My heart is suffering from a square phobia, my body suffers from depression. I can not be sure of these differences from time to time. There is a kind of self-evident beauty that quietness meets the gentleness of the chest. Sometimes people feel sad, I am sad, but sorrow has strength. Among such reality, today is everything we have. Depression deprives you of your self-worth and life experience and believes that you may overcome it one day, but it also provides the ability to live now. Mindfulness and depression are gifts. You know, this is not too bad for me?

I think that all of us have a perfect view of life. My body is just right, my body fat is just right, in my perfect life my body is just fine, I am very sunburned, my teeth are perfect, and my hair is such a good I have never done that. I look very good with high heels, they did not hurt my feet, my makeup looks perfect, I ate a fine meal and exercised twice a day. I also run "once only" several times a week. (You know because "running" is one of the things that healthy people that I can always hear they say they do.) In this perfect life, I also like my I get reward to do things, this is motivation and encouragement. The life of others is their best life. I am swimming in a huge pool of bathing suit (Dah) in my kitchen, there are all kinds of breakfast pastries and fresh juice. In this perfect life, I feel that it is not necessary to force the above cake. But when I eat pastry, they never make me fat. Oh, when you danced? Did you die?