All I know is that my life has been a little bit of everything and nothing in extremes. Mediocre at best and mundane in the least.
I have never "woke up like this". Flawless. But my morning breath hasn't killed my husband or kids yet. I have two legs, two breasts, and I wear size 7 jeans. I am thankful for these unmerited kindnesses in life; however, I'm too modest to wear shorts, I rock an A cup (as far as A cups can rock), and my ass is small enough to fit into Abercrombie (and no self respecting grown woman wants to fit into those heroin chic jeans). I figure that my figure is mediocre at best.
I do have gorgeous hair. It's all natural (no perm, weave, or jheri curl berries) and waist length. Thick and healthy. But.. it's the dullest dark brown. Like muddy water, full of life but no one wants it. My daughter has jet black hair; shiny and sultry lustrous locs. Mine is healthy but the color is mundane.
A little bit of everything and nothing to extremes. I've never been the richest; I've never been the poorest. I've never been the shortest, but I'm certainly not the tallest. And even though I have wisdom, there are too many topics of study for me to be the master of them all. Is that a bad thing? Not necessarily. Not to me anyway.
Contentment is not settling for less than. It is being satisfied with what you have. Know that your means and skills are sufficient to serve your basic needs right now. This does not mean that you cannot pursue higher education, a job promotion, or dye your hair. It means that while you strive to be the change you want to see, appreciate who you are in this moment.
Living in the past and waiting for the future can deprive you of the joys in today. Be present in your own life.