A dollar is a dollar, if you education is bleak
Life in all of it's brilliance is wearing thin on me. I'm beginning to wonder whether my education was the best choice. To love what you do is one thing, but realistically, will that pay my rent? my car payments? my groceries? my life? Is this what I've become? A money monger? In life, we all understand that the value of a dollar is merely one dollar, however, there is so much more to that dollar. It differentiates each of us. It makes this person posh and this one impoverished. It makes him happy or her sad. There is so much division just based on a dollar. Perhaps this comes to me now, because I don't have extra dollars. Perhaps I need to realize abundance in dollars is based on abundance of work. I love working, it gives me zest, it defines parts of me that require definition. However, will my work ever encourage a dollar extra?
It's superficial and frivalous, but I want to be able to strut in Prada and Chanel. The designer gear of the upper crust. I want to be able to afford a membership to the Liberal party, rather than just volunteer. I want to be asked to speak at awards galas based on my achievements. I want, I want, I want what I don't have right now. It's finally getting to me.
Life that is.
Reality.
My ideals of living off of each paycheque have finally been denied. Officially, reality has set in. I need to grow up in order to succeed. I need to grow up in order for my education to mean something. I need to grow up to pay my bills. I need to grow up.
Tragic isn't it?
It's superficial and frivalous, but I want to be able to strut in Prada and Chanel. The designer gear of the upper crust. I want to be able to afford a membership to the Liberal party, rather than just volunteer. I want to be asked to speak at awards galas based on my achievements. I want, I want, I want what I don't have right now. It's finally getting to me.
Life that is.
Reality.
My ideals of living off of each paycheque have finally been denied. Officially, reality has set in. I need to grow up in order to succeed. I need to grow up in order for my education to mean something. I need to grow up to pay my bills. I need to grow up.
Tragic isn't it?