A Simple Life. W/ Added Sugar.

At times I think I need to live life simpler. Get out of debt totally, stop buying so much stuff and just learn what it's like to live a simpler life.
I imagine selling all my stuff and moving to a foreign country to live for a few years and depend on God for all my true NEEDS to be met.
It competely appeals to me to go to South America. I don't even have a preference for which country in the continent. Just put me down there, God! I've had this desire for 6 years now. And I think in another 6, it will be a reality.

Yet, tonight I stop and get groceries on the way home from work. Here I am, going down every aisle, and finding things i NEED. Finding fruits, vegetables...healthy choices....unhealthy choices... cereal snack packs.

Ahh, cereal snackpacks. I had this happy feeling overcome me as I made the decision to purchase these. The things that mom never bought. Why? Because they're way overpriced and for what -immediate options? Oh yeah. The cereal pack that lets you eat depending upon your mood. Want to be naughty? Have some lucky charms or cocoa puffs. Want to be good? Then original cheerios and shredded wheat awaits you.

As I came home, I thought about those cereals.. and other junk i bought. Why did I buy them? Because I can.. and because living alone allows me to divulge in any and everything I buy. And I never have to share. What a selfish girl I am.

Then I think about my hunger and desire to leave all this luxury and take off to live in near-poverty in a third-world country. It would definitely do me good I'm sure. Make me a much more grateful girl.

Library Card

Moving to a new town can bring excitement to a person as she anticipates the next new day filled with new roads to drive down and new people to encounter. It is also filled with frustration as you get lost down those roads only to run into more one-way only roads, before you wind up next to a bank you remember driving next to once, but really having no clue where you are.

Tonight I discovered the city library. Loaded to the brim with all things media, I find myself gushing over their magazine collection, their HUGE collection of CD's and DVD's to check out, not to mention 3 levels of books galore. I thought to myself today, "I should probably start meeting people in this town. Maybe I'll get to meet some interesting old lady at the library and make a new friend!" Well, no one really seems to want to shake hands and start up a conversation and I have to admit I wasn't being outgoing and introducting myself to complete strangers. So, I find my way to this back corner. It has a desk, a chair, and a plug. All I need to compute. oh and Study.

So this older man just walks up to me. I thought he worked here so I asked if it was okay for me to sit here. He looked at me strangely. I asked if he worked at the library. He said, "No, but I'd like to get a job here." He asked me what my name was, and I got his. He even shook my hand. Then he asked, "got any spare change or anything?"

I'm just heartbroken. No, this isn't a new friend to meet in a new town with a new library card. Nope. Just a beggar who thought since I had a computer he might as well get "some spare change" from me. What in the world?!? Why even play me on by introducing yourself and shaking my hand?? Ohhhhh because you wanted money from me. I see. Thanks alot STANLEY.