I cannot but start to blame myself for lousy results, for Liverpool's demise, for rainy weather, for cancelled lessons, for an ever-sensitive mind for dollar-sense. I hate that i have to chase the dollar before i can chase my dream. and in doing so, lose sight of my dream - or allow it to lose sight of me. Its a quagmire of the simplest kind, of the everyday kind. dollar vs dreams - choose wisely. even in a microcosm of a few months, we have to decide our consumption bundle.
Taking both sociology and economics have allowed me to see how this world works. rebecca has a quote in her toilet, by some poet or something, saying: "life is like a river, we all think we're changing its direction, but it always ends up where its supposed to". likewise: social mobility. Always, there are stories of people who "broke away", but they are merely tools of capitalism to motivate the 99% of the rest of who don't to continue working for those 1%. For those who understand how poker works, life is just like that. luck DOES play a part, but when your chips are high, you dominate the other player, bit by bit, and slowly you chew them all up.
Makes me needing a hug.
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