growing up in a stable middle class environment, i've always found comfort in being poor (relatively) and seeking to be humble through minimal needs or possessions. a 'grass-is-greener' approach, which works opposite for some (like elvis, who grew up poor and always needed to put out that he was well off in order to escape that initial stature). however, almost daily i get the tinge to finally start making money, have nice things, save for the future. it's usually drowned by a few cups of coffee or a nice run, but what if my food stamps gave out (or, god forbid, my running legs) and i couldn't get roasted beans or a high in humboldt park? if i had $500, i already know exactly how i would spend it:
a new pair of 'expensive' pants; a nice collared shirt that actually fits me, for white collar purposes; a fender for my bike so i don't get as wet when it rains; a large thing of orange juice; a start to saving for car insurance, and; pay off more than the minimum payment on my credit card.
pipe dreams for now, but i'll look back on this in 6 weeks or so and see if i've accomplished anything. right now i'm happy for one reason, and it was what caused thought that led to this blog- there's a freshly washed and fluffy towel on the bathroom floor waiting for my feet after i shower today. as i sat in the bathroom, i set my coffee on it a few times, making rings of indentation into the fabric. *sigh* i love that.
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