I Live In Perfect Squares But My Life Is Far From Perfect

You know those tiny squares that we constantly look through each day; the squares that make up thousands of beautiful pictures, each possessing some version of timeless perfection. Ya, those. Today, as I scrolled through them I couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy rise up inside me as I scanned the room before me; seeing a mound of unfolded laundry, beside it, a combination of miscellaneous toys that in no way belonged together and snack wrappers, and dirt.