Dear Greener Grass,
I’ve got news for you, you’re not that green, in fact, you’re not even greenish. It’s only the lights and reflection playing tricks on my mind. And that’s what you actually are; an illusion.
You pull me towards you with an invisible rope, I feign resistance but dutifully yield, only to discover it was all a facade. And numerous times have you entrapped me in your snare. At times coaxing, others matter-of-factly.
But now, I’m on to you. I’ve had enough. I’m throwing down the gauntlet right at your non-green feet. Pick it up if you dare.
You won’t see me complaining when life doesn’t go as planned. I will not be comparing myself to others, no matter how perfect their lives seem. My high school friend may have a better job than I do and I’m happy for him! Ha! Didn’t see that one coming now did you? I have an entire list, but honestly don’t feel like wasting any more oxygen justifying myself to you.
I don’t want to seem too rude but I think it would be better for all if you leave. Oh, and take your friends, envy and resentment with you, as I need space for my new roommates, positivity and gratitude.
I confess, it won’t be easy. There will be times I’ll falter. The sight of a flurry of Facebook posts with promotions, vacations and pictures of themed birthday parties, with proud mothers holding their children with medals around their necks. Keeping grievances at bay will be an arduous task but this time, I’m determined not to give in.
The Look of Satisfaction
Day 11 NaBloPoMo/NanoPoblano/YeahNoMo