I feel like I constantly want more of things. More time, more willpower, more beauty. More kindness.
It's so hard to just be content with making do with what you have. Using the time you have, maximizing the willpower, realizing beauty is enough. Being kind.
I don't know. Sometimes it's nice, and other times it's... sort of saddening to just be unremarkable.
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