Money

What is it about money? Does it make the world go round? I've always been convinced that money has no value at all. I have been so nonchalant that I didn't even bother to ask my father to start working for the family's expenses. All I care about was for them to give 5 bucks every time I go to school for a banana cue and ice candy. Other than that, I didn't really care. I've always wanted simple living, be able to eat three times a day, buy the things I want (of course not the expensive ones), have a house in the middle of the woods surrounded with beautiful and aromatic flowers. That's all I want, until one day it occurred to me that money has become man's source of happiness. Contesting about that would mean I don't need money. I do need money. Not to buy happiness but to satiate my needs as a human being and fight for survival.

It's pay day. But why do I get the idea that I would still be scrounging for pennies. I have mouths to feed for Pete's sake. And while Baby Destin is still inside my tummy I have to make extra effort to save for his future. And yes! I am an expectant Mom with a humongous responsibility to my siblings and my Father.

Hey Money...Can you stop acting like you are the most important thing in this world. Damn you. I blame it on you.