what it looks like

My mind sometimes wonders over to what others are doing. I don't know why but that Instagram diet is something I have not been able to quit. It is entertaining, and then it also sticks in my gut, because everybody I know and don't know seem to have their act together. Everyone is rich, healthy, in love and absolutely sure about every moment of their glorious lives. So where is my life like that? Moments filled with me holding the hunky hand of someone I am looking lovingly at? My hair all tossled and my cute outfit flowing in the perfect breezy tropical perfection behind me. I am holding a sleek glass of something healthy. I am always snuggled up with, in some superb setting. All the food catered by Chefs who just want to flex their culinary brilliance.I'm in the gallery spaces, the hotels, the pristine lakes, smiling beyond the box of those glossy images. NOW...real life isn't all of those posed for print ones, but this life belongs to the me in the now and beyond and I gotta be pleased with where I am , what I am , have and am creating, and I am. Even the crown wearers experience the dull, the monotenous. No matter how it seems or what they own.