I think it’s very good to be constructively self-aware, but amazing to focus primarily on self-awareness of the beautiful feelings in life. My beautiful feeling I want to observe is Amy.
A Beauty of Nature.
She is a feeling; she is all of them.
She is a never-ending galaxy of stars and planets.
She is an ocean where she claims ships sink.
She is depth; fiery craters in her heart and ripples in her confidence,
She is the end of a summer day and a beginning of a new one
blues with undertones of pinks and oranges.
She is someone you would never notice on the surface, has predictions of rain showers.
but when thunder does rumble and lighting strikes,
cracking the patio door open to fall asleep to it.