perspective
where can I get some?
I can't be supportive of my roommates even though I know if it were me (and it very well could be), I'd want to tell them everything about my job too. I know I'm jealous and I know I wish I had something better to talk about in turn and I wish I didn't feel like I have to get all quiet and pissy when they start talking. We were GOOD FRIENDS at one point and I should CARE about more than just me.
But all I can think about are the people I work with at the store who live so differently. I'm just a rich person who happens to have no spendable money right now. But I've always had everything I needed. These people are NOT that way and it makes me feel sick about how "poor" I think I am right now. And I feel sick about these big corporate jobs my roommates have and the millions those jobs spend. And I feel sick about all of this junk we own and "donate to charity" but it's really just junk that gets donated and donated and donated and after today I can't see myself ever wanting to buy anything new again. Because I already have too much and I don't want to support anybody making more of it. There's just too much already made that people like my roommates would overlook. But the thing is, we get so many donations that we're re-donating the stuff that's not perfect. Like, I mean, IMMACULATE. That's right, I threw away RALPH LAUREN AND MICHAEL KORS TODAY because they were pill-y. The things I toss go to foreign countries from what I've told. Welcome to American Fashion! At least somebody will see those clothes someday make use of them and they won't remained piled in mountains in the back of the Ark Thrift Shop on Lincoln. We had manolos, marc jacobs, free people, gucci, seven for all mankind, jeffrey campbell, uggs, brand new adidas, and pumas. We had a pair of almost new shoes that were marked down to 350 from 500. I know I can't stop other people from buying new things, but I just don't want to contribute to any more junk in the world. Perhaps I've found a cause to tack on to recycling. At least I'll have something I care about (we know it's not Politics).
I wish I knew how those two worlds fit together and how to feel okay in both of them. As of now, I'm the rich one at work (they noticed my iPhone today for instance, and the part of town where I live), but I'm the poor one in the condo. And these girls I live with don't seem to know what any of that's like, even though they work Nonprofit to serve these people. And I don't know what it's like either, but I feel like I'm going to learn so much. And it will be valuable, if I just convince myself it's worth staying.
I can't be supportive of my roommates even though I know if it were me (and it very well could be), I'd want to tell them everything about my job too. I know I'm jealous and I know I wish I had something better to talk about in turn and I wish I didn't feel like I have to get all quiet and pissy when they start talking. We were GOOD FRIENDS at one point and I should CARE about more than just me.
But all I can think about are the people I work with at the store who live so differently. I'm just a rich person who happens to have no spendable money right now. But I've always had everything I needed. These people are NOT that way and it makes me feel sick about how "poor" I think I am right now. And I feel sick about these big corporate jobs my roommates have and the millions those jobs spend. And I feel sick about all of this junk we own and "donate to charity" but it's really just junk that gets donated and donated and donated and after today I can't see myself ever wanting to buy anything new again. Because I already have too much and I don't want to support anybody making more of it. There's just too much already made that people like my roommates would overlook. But the thing is, we get so many donations that we're re-donating the stuff that's not perfect. Like, I mean, IMMACULATE. That's right, I threw away RALPH LAUREN AND MICHAEL KORS TODAY because they were pill-y. The things I toss go to foreign countries from what I've told. Welcome to American Fashion! At least somebody will see those clothes someday make use of them and they won't remained piled in mountains in the back of the Ark Thrift Shop on Lincoln. We had manolos, marc jacobs, free people, gucci, seven for all mankind, jeffrey campbell, uggs, brand new adidas, and pumas. We had a pair of almost new shoes that were marked down to 350 from 500. I know I can't stop other people from buying new things, but I just don't want to contribute to any more junk in the world. Perhaps I've found a cause to tack on to recycling. At least I'll have something I care about (we know it's not Politics).
I wish I knew how those two worlds fit together and how to feel okay in both of them. As of now, I'm the rich one at work (they noticed my iPhone today for instance, and the part of town where I live), but I'm the poor one in the condo. And these girls I live with don't seem to know what any of that's like, even though they work Nonprofit to serve these people. And I don't know what it's like either, but I feel like I'm going to learn so much. And it will be valuable, if I just convince myself it's worth staying.