(T/W: ED)
Is it wrong to be happy?
I ponder, thinking how much time I've wasted thinking about wasted time.
I should spend more time thinking about plan B.
I often feel lost at sea.
I am officially an adult but it's been haunting me for centuries.
I never played with dolls.
Instead, I played chess.
I strategized what's next.
But I don't even know now.
Checkmate.
Six years old.
I counted my bills, played monopoly.
But not the boardgame.
He often talks about the good times when he was young.
I wish my good times were when I was younger.
A constant cycle that fluctuates.
Am I high at my highest points?
I spend, but I have regret.
I don't know what I deserve.
But I should deserve good things, right?
Opportunity cost.
You buy one thing but then sacrifice another possibilty.
If I skip a meal, then I'm closer to buying a house.
Only a few hundred thousand to go.
I find enjoyment in calculating how much money I can make.
I should be focusing on my school grades.
I bought myself a birthday present today.
A money tree.
In hopes that luck will strike me.
I understand why so many people invest in the lottery.
I pity myself sometimes.
I spent my summer working hard.
But at the end of September, my debit card is working harder.
Time is money.
I wish I could buy more time.
About the Creator
Patty
University student with a passion for writing. Hoping a little hobby can support my future.
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