I use to be a big believer in first impressions. How someone presented themselves, how they spoke to me, how they spoke to others the first time I met them was always the determining factor of whether I would continue to speak to them or not. However, I realized how wrong I was.
There are so many things I want to do in life. So many experiences I want to indulge in and I constantly find myself unable to take on the world the way I want. What’s stopping me? Money. I’ve promised myself that I will never be one to chase the paper but I’m finding it increasingly difficult to stay true to the philanthropist in me. I don’t want to be that corporate lawyer on Bay St. It’s never been what I wanted, but why do I find myself slowly moving towards such aspirations? There are so many things I do want to do in life. I don’t want to own Prada shoes or Pandora bracelets. I want to experience the world and for that, I need money.
Who’s desperately trying to run away from themselves? They just don’t get it, do they? They don’t get it like you and I. You can’t run away from yourself. You is all you’ve got. It’s the only thing that you can control. The only thing you can set expectations for. The only thing that’ll get you to the end of that tunnel. Why would someone try to run away from that?
They just don’t get it, do they? They don’t get it like you and I.
Perhaps they never will. What a shame that might be.
Sometimes I prolong the hurt ‘cause I feel it’s what I deserve. Like i’d rather not fight against karma because I know the way I feel now is how he felt back then.
I just miss my best friend.