In the last couple of months I have increasingly become more aware of subjective comparisons made by myself and others. I am trying to stop them in my thought patterns and am tired of hearing them so often in daily conversations.

Things I don’t want.

Poem explaining my biggest pet peeve.

It´s seldom that things bother me.
But sometimes it happens.

About know-it-all people in the world.

You smile at your most obnoxious neighbor just to feel ease at heart. You feel greeted by the street dog even at its most irritating mood.