Honestly, I constantly struggle with coveting. It doesn't matter that social media allows people to plaster their 2 dimensional selves on our internet windows. It serves a purpose, but if its the only window I look out of all day, I don't see the real you walking by or the real sun shining. The internet, a labyrinth with tiny portions of our selves, fragmented thoughts, 1 second images void of scent, sound, touch, but our brain sees it and fills in those gaps. I can get lost in the endless tunnels of information and images, its fun! But its dank and dark and I'm walking alone. I look around and it appears the two dimensional you crossed everything off their bucket list last weekend. Thus I covet and its even more pathetic than that, because I'm jealous of the paper doll version of you. To me, everyday you get up and walk barefoot in paradise. I do know two people, though, with vision so pure they cannot even compute what it means to compare. They play in green pastures.