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Grateful.

It’s officially not Thanksgiving anymore, and I’m exhausted after a day of baking pies and driving around the DMV and working.

But even then, I still want to pause and remember that, even when I’m annoyed and tired at the end of the day, there’s still a lot to be grateful for.

I’m grateful for friends to share meals and drinks and laughs and tears and Snapchats and gchats and texts and phone calls and life with, no matter how long it’s been since I saw them last.

I’m grateful for a loving and supporting family that I’m so close to, even when I’m thousands of miles away. I’m almost always thousands of miles away.

I’m grateful for a job that I enjoy, one that challenges me and teaches me things and makes me think about the world beyond my small bubble.

I’m grateful that I have food to eat and things to drink and clothes to wear and books to read and music to sing along to.

I’m grateful for it all, big and small.

And I’m especially grateful for this bed and freshly laundered sheets.

Good night.

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