While we are at it, can we list some other addictions that we use to cope with life. Me personally, it's gambling, pornography, sulking alone, facebooking acquaintances to see how they're doing better than me or worse, checking sports score and living vicariously through the lives of professional athletes on and off the field, checking TechCrunch/Hack News and doing the same with tech billionaires, making up lists and goals alone or with other people that will never come to fruition due to excessive wishful thinking and ambition to overcompensate but fun to preoccupy my mind for the time being. Window-shopping online and offline for the perfect couch, jewelry, fragrance or other consumer goods that is marketed to me. Reading self-help books, attending wellness workshops, "social intelligence" workshops to help me with my awkwardness, tech-meetup's to mingle. Wasting money at pubs, lounges and clubs hanging out with friends by shallow association of work, school, social network where nothing of importance is said and egos are stroked and reciprocated.
Going home alone. Or accompanying a date back home but feeling alone. Or sleeping int the same bed, wondering how I got here and still feeling alone. But I'm just doing what I'm told to find someone, don't be picky, "you're not getting younger." Forging intimate moments like taking a trip to Montreal in July, go visit a botanical garden or go skydiving like what I'm told by Hallmark and merchants of the USA, I feel nothing but my CC swiped to the max. Keeping an overpriced apartment in downtown like a dumb bird nest-building for the sole purpose of mating and trying to fit in.
So I have to keep working and running round and round in the hamster-wheel to pay for my student loans, car loan, credit card debt, insurances, save up for a mortgage so I can take on even a bigger loan to convince someone that I may or may not like to start a family with me, so that we can both be indebted for the kids' college education loans.
But still everyday I wake up, and I keep braving it through. Because I'm hoping maybe just maybe, I can be like Mark Zuckerberg or Steve Jobs or Bill Gates. Hit it out of the ball park, that is the American Dream, work hard and if things don't work out, keep working even harder and harder, and one day freedom will come for me. I have to believe and try, after all this is the American way.
Going home alone. Or accompanying a date back home but feeling alone. Or sleeping int the same bed, wondering how I got here and still feeling alone. But I'm just doing what I'm told to find someone, don't be picky, "you're not getting younger." Forging intimate moments like taking a trip to Montreal in July, go visit a botanical garden or go skydiving like what I'm told by Hallmark and merchants of the USA, I feel nothing but my CC swiped to the max. Keeping an overpriced apartment in downtown like a dumb bird nest-building for the sole purpose of mating and trying to fit in.
So I have to keep working and running round and round in the hamster-wheel to pay for my student loans, car loan, credit card debt, insurances, save up for a mortgage so I can take on even a bigger loan to convince someone that I may or may not like to start a family with me, so that we can both be indebted for the kids' college education loans.
But still everyday I wake up, and I keep braving it through. Because I'm hoping maybe just maybe, I can be like Mark Zuckerberg or Steve Jobs or Bill Gates. Hit it out of the ball park, that is the American Dream, work hard and if things don't work out, keep working even harder and harder, and one day freedom will come for me. I have to believe and try, after all this is the American way.