They say somethings different about you...
and i reply..."It took you that long to notice?"
Taking 'life' inventory like I like to do at certain times, I've realized something. At one point, I'd become just like these girls that I used to make the stink face at for thinking that they were better than everyone because of the brand name that they were wearing. Back in those days it was (more often then not, fake) Burberry, Coach, Gucci, and Prada (did they wear Prada back then?). So While they would prance around like they were the cats meow, I'd think 'how foolish to spend hundreds on a name', and simply keep it moving.
Then at one point during my 18-19 years, I thought it was cool (/Baba Says) to...emulate those attitudes exactly. Being different made me feel good, but being different came with a cost, and now in retrospect, it wasn't being different at all...it was just being ahead of the curve. Although, I do have a certain love for the shoe (skate, streetwear, whatever you want to call it) culture, and the art and fashion, on a certain level...its just lead to materialism.
I looked at the floor of my closet this morning, and felt a certain emptiness that, I assume, often comes with amassing material possessions. Partially because I have ANOTHER pile thats about 1/3rd as big as that sitting at home, and thats not counting the shoes on my feet...or the shoes in the shoe rack to the right of the picture. See the problem yet??
Because of this new insight, I felt like I needed to get rid of everything, purge these things from my life. Yet the people I surrounded my life with had this exact interest. So while they'd blab on about what pair of shoes was coming out, or how much this costs... I only thought about how materialistic people had become. No longer defined by their actions, but by the brand names metaphorically tattooed across their chest, or more fittingly stitched into their soles.
And I became very annoyed simply at the mention of said items. This was a while ago... might explain some trouble a couple of weeks ago, but I'm deviating from the point. *AHEM*
Materialism, no matter how well its hidden, is materialism. So as of now (really a while ago), I'm trying to fill my life with real happiness, happiness that is acquired by accomplishing things, because thats stronger than the short term happiness thats comes with purchasing items.
And with THAT...my blog is back in buisness.