just this evening, i was on the bus to school after work and im extremely tired. so i told myself that i want to be rich. and i mean extremely rich next time. cause sometimes, i got alittle bit sick of the family quarrelling over money. it's true that money is the root of all evil. (to a certain context) i thought to myself, if we were rich, things probably wont be the way it is now.
like love, money is like a double-edged sword. makes or breaks you.
some got closer to each other because they went through hardship together while for some, money tore the r/s(family ties) apart.
then, as the journey continues, this thought came to me,
im not too sure if any of you felt like this before. at a certain point of your life, you dislike the things your siblings did, had a big quarrel and might even go on cold war for a number of days or months. but no matter what, at the end of the day, this side of you is still happy that you do have siblings with you.
maybe it's really true that blood is thicker than water.
actually, money, might not be the root of evil afterall.
maybe it's just US.
i dont know if it's because as one grew older, the ego in them grew as well. so we no longer know how to give in, compromise and sorry like what we did when we were young.
remember those days when we were kids?
A took B's toys. B got angry, decide not to play with A.
A got lonely after playing alone for five minutes.
A apologized.
A and B started playing again and the game got more enjoyable.
sounds familiar yet distant.
