I'm grateful for my artistic temperament, though I'm deficient in talent.
I'm grateful to the people who thought of marriage and even more so to those who thought of divorce.
I'm grateful for living - though my professor says I'm brain dead.
I'm grateful for my dreams and a few of my nightmares (boyfriends included).
I'm grateful for my PMS and hormonal swings - or I could never have got away with my tantrums.
I'm grateful for all the troubles that helped me stand on my own feet when I would have rather remained seated in comfort.
I'm grateful for my home - so why is my landlord evicting me?
I'm grateful for my ability to see- people say I see too much.
I'm grateful for my memories- most of which I've forgotten.
I'm grateful for credit cards and all the redoubtable debt they introduced to my life.
I'm grateful for patience - and the number of times it's driven me round the bend.
I'm grateful for the sun and the rain - and the number of times they've ruined my day.
I'm grateful to opportunity knocking, though I've never opened the door.
I'm grateful for my ability to laugh - must remember to do it some time.
I'm grateful for sanity - hope it pays me a visit.
