What privilege it is to wake up to the beautiful sun rays beaming from my windows to lighten up my room. What privilege is it that these same windows are bringing a beautiful breeze that tickles my body. What privilege that the same beautiful room decorated by sun shine is the same room that brings me comfort and rest. A space where my self can come out safely. What privilege it is to have a self that is actively taking me to places where I can indulge in delicious foods, listen to eargasmic music, acquire knowledge and be engulfed by the beauty of the life. It is these things that make up the root of my existence, the reason to my being. May I continue to indulge in the beautiness of the otherwise mundane.
