Today I was at a Burger King for lunch. I saw these little children celebrating a birthday party. I started to reminisce about my childhood. I had everything going for me, then my parent decided to move.
We were very poor once. It makes me sad to think how much money played a role in my life. Perhaps I'm just in a depressed mood, but it's a part of this world.
I'm going to try to think of ways to be happy without money.
I can go for a walk, read books at the library, talk about the world with friends, share dreams, share jokes, play tag, jog, sit at the park, sing, write poetry, using out imagination is free.
Even though I didn't have money growing up, I had the library and book stores that I could walk to and spend hours entertained by other people's imagination.
I had good childhood friends who cared for joy as much as I did. We played sports, tag, hide'n'seek with as much joy as any child with money. It is the company in which you are surrounded by that brings you joy and fulfillment in life.
People have to be reminded of that. I have to be reminded of that. Living life lonely is no way to go. Don't do it.
I have had the last five years in solitude, by choice. I want to change that.
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