On Money

Recently, I've been looking back on the spending habits in my past and I've found a flaw. I've never been able to stick to a budget. Money burns a hole through my pocket faster than thermite. I like being the one who does the providing. Buying gifts, food, etc; is what I feel like doing when I'm in a good mood. Of course, this makes it nearly impossible for me to save money over any extended period of time. Add to this the futile search for work in my state, and what it adds up to is: I am a slave to money. I feel obligated to get as much as I can (though I really have no pressing reason to) and since I can't, I feel unimportant. 

     However, only a few days ago, I worked and earned a considerable sum of money (at least for me), and I'm now sitting down and budgeting for the first time in my life. My girlfriend, R. is really helping since we have plans for the money. I find I need to resist the urge to buy whatever I can afford though. It's difficult for me to show restraint when tempted with that big ticket item, so easily within my price range, but so far from being necessary.

     I see that money really runs all of our lives to a certain point. I can understand that money is needed for vital supplies, but I wonder why we as a people find the need for compensation. If only we had no greed. No driving desire to have more than someone else. We could freely give and borrow from one another, but any chance of this happening was destroyed when the monetary system came into existence. Something sparked in the human mind at that moment that those who have more are better than those who have less. Money divides people more than it brings them together, and when it comes to money, we seem to be oddly reluctant to part with it, as if it will damage us physically. 

     Money is here to stay, and people will always demand payment for their goods and services. I can only hope that we use our own funds for good. Don't forget your wallet, and have a nice day.