vanitystrain

I can't remember if I was at peace with myself at this time last year. I wish I could, and I think that I was. However, I am sure that the state I am in currently is not the most stable. It is this incredible lonely, needy fixation.
"Money does not equal happiness" is a given quote to live by correct? Or so it's supposed to be. I don't agree.
Now before you begin to antagonize me with the "you're wrongs". Hear me out.
Material things can be bought with money, yes, true. However, money can get you the gratification you want. My argument here is not for a material. It is for my want for care, and love, and adoration. The way to get these things, is by money. For gas, a plane ticket, a vehicle rental. Plain and simple. Money.. That is all I need.
My true answer.. A Drive. All of that, just to say that I want to go on a lengthy drive. To be cared for. To be loved. To be adored. Once again, plain and simple, I miss my friends, and who better to give me those gifts?
I miss the thought of packing away my life into a suitcase, of traveling in a direction that leads to the unknown, of settling for a few days and continuing on at the sign of the dawn. Oh Europe, someday...

There you have it.. Money equals happiness, in an oxymoronic kind of way.