The Stars Got In My Eyes

Sometimes I get weary of boasting about my quality of life. I'm guessing that if you're back reading this drivel, you've had a bellyful, yourself. If I don't run short of my Crest toothpaste stash, I've got enough of everything that I could possibly want or need to last the rest of my days. While I've never learned to accept the suffering in this world, I have figured out how to embrace the beauty…