Saturdays are always special to me.
I am loved and I am loving.
Why am I so much luckier than other people?
I am alive and I am well.
The universe provides for my every want and need
Why does socializing come so naturally to me?
I am brave and I can handle whatever comes my way.
Why does positivity come so easy to me?
Why am I in competition with my previous self, and no one else?