What really matters to you?
Looking at the devestation and destruction down South has made me wonder... what is important to me? What is my life about?
Is it the collection of toys?
Is it making the most money?
Is it love?
Being near loved ones?
If it all ended tomorrow, my job, my apartment everything I knew, owned or had ties to was lost by some natural or unnatural disaster, what exactly would I do and how would I find happiness again?
It's easy to say as long as I have love and loved ones around me and we're safe that's all that matters...... but is that the truth?
I want to believe it is..... but I have truly never been in that position.
Anyway, I had a point when I started but seem to have lost it..... ah well.... maybe someone can take this rambling and make a point .....
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I just love people who use the excuse "I use/do this because I LOVE the feeling/joy/happiness it brings me" and expect you to be ok with that as you watch them destroy their life blindly following. My response is, "I like to put forks in an eletrical socket, just LOVE that feeling, can't ever get enough of it, so will you let me put this copper fork in that electric socket?"
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