I was thinking about the world in general, and global warming. And it seemed interesting to me, how we're tearing this world apart. And I look at all the people around me, the greedy people trying to get ahead. I see so many people who are just ... dying to get ahead and dying to be little executives and drive range rovers. And it's disgusting.
No wonder the world is being destroyed by humanity. We can't work together to save it, because we're all too busy trying to become millionaires.
Now, I love money, or at least, I enjoy having it. Actually, I think I would enjoy having it, if I had something other than debt. But I was thinking to myself ... maybe it's not a bad thing in some ways, that I haven't been so competetive and vicious to get ahead. Maybe it was for a reason. What do you really get, when you et ahead. What would happen, if I conquered the world and became filthy rich? Would I be happy?
I was going to do a seperate post for my thoughts on rushing around, but I decided that maybe they are related. Because I was rushing around this morning, thinking that I need to do this and that. I was thinking about the fact that I am going to work this afternoon, doing massage, and I was resenting it. I resented the fact that I am not rich, and that I have to work two jobs, and that I do not get to drive around and have fun today. I thought to myself that I have to at least go to Starbucks in the morning and write in my journal, so that I could feel like I was having some fun. And then ... I decided to just come home and blog.
I thought to myself ... just clean your house, and enjoy your day of massage. Do some laundry and clean your home. Because it's a mess. And enjoy your day of massage and embrace that you're doing it, because you are.
I thought to myself, I should just embrace the fact that I am a loser in Hollywood, because that is what I am. Or at least, embrace where I am and work from that, not just focus on ... whatever, distracting yourself from reality.
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