Money seems to be a recurring concept on this blog huh? Anyway, I realized that money used to be a magical thing that no mere child could grasp within their own lifetime. Money was like pixie dust, even getting a quarter for a gumball was like winning the lottery. I remember when I was about 7 years old I was given 10 whole dollars.
I had never had that much money in my hand before, 10 was a big number right? So with my shattered concept of money I thought it was safe to assume that this money would never run out. Later that day after I had bought a pack of gum and a soda. (Felt like I should treat myself, seeing as how this money would never run out.) I realized I had 4 dollars left. That is when I had my childish concept of money was destroyed in an instant.
I realized that money isn't infinite, and being only 7 at the time I knew it would take a miracle to make that money back up, and as I enter my 15th year I realize that money has lost its child-like magic, while at the same time it has gained a new magic. The new magic while not nearly as wondrous as the first is more along the lines of: THIS CAN NEVER RUN OUT. I NEED THIS TO BE HAPPY.


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