Things. Last night on my walk home my mind started out in a foul mood. I’m a loser. I should have more money. I should have more nice things. Everything I have is a hand-me-down. Not married. No little ones. No proper vacations to foreign lands.
And with each step I took…breathing in the fresh air, taking in the sights and sounds of the city I love so much surrounding me, I realized it’s all bullshit.
I don’t need *things* I have a multitude of amazing friends, family members and love the community I call home. I have a great job (two!) that I LOVE and an incredible apartment exactly where I want to be in Buffalo right now.
I have friends/family who love me. And that’s all I need. Things are just things, easily bought, easily given away, easily replaceable. Friends and family, those are the things I want and need in life.
So thank you to all who put up with me and love me for who I am. Not who I could or should or ought to be. And most certainly not for the *things* I do or don’t (or never will) have.