"The best things in life are free," is a saying that has been around for ages. I'm not taking it from the song "Money (That's What I Want), as I only picture the Tiny Toons characters singing this song in cartoon form. Regardless of where the saying actually came from, I disagree with this statement completely. Not only can you use money to purchase your most favorite things (for me it might be shoes, or a camera, or some other material item... does that make me a horrible person?), but there is also the fact that every action taken or every thing in general has some sort of cost to it.
For example:
-Say you are sick one day and can't possibly make it to work or school or whatever other obligation you may have. Sure, you're helping to not spread your illness around to everyone else, but you could miss a deadline, or an exam, or a dance recital or some other really important sporting event. Face it: you're screwed at work because you can't make up your deadline or your test at school and there was only one show for your dance recital or it was the championship game and the team really needed you. Sucks, right? The best thing for some people is to work, or to go to school, or to dance, or to play football/basketball/volleyball/etc. and not only did you miss out on something that could have been really memorable and great for you, but now you're stuck with the constant reminder that you couldn't be there because of something that was basically out of your control.
-Or maybe you, for some reason, are one of those people who lives your life thinking that one of the best things in life is love. I mean, that's fine, but are you stupid? You have to be! Sure, love can be a great thing, I know that, I've been there when it's been really wonderful. But you really have to be completely naive to think that love in whatever form is free. I know you might be thinking "wow look at you, ya huge cynic," or "okay, so since it's not free, what's the cost?" This is the cost of love: everything. You give yourself fully to someone (or something, if it's like a dog or a pet or whatever) not really weighing the possible outcomes until you've put it all out there. Then suddenly, it's like BOOM! Here's the other party ripping out so much of your soul, the soul you've worked so hard to protect for your whole life because your soul is what makes you you. Even if it's not someone breaking up with you or cheating on you, you probably love your pet and then it inevitably dies because that's life. You aren't expecting to feel the way you end up feeling and it's really just a huge load of bullshit. If we as humans are supposed to love others the way that we do, why are we cursed with knowing what the opposite feels like? Is there really always a need for balance in all areas of life? Am I completely in the wrong and/or insane for feeling or thinking this?
Now, some people may go the other way and say this: "The best things in life aren't things," and fine if you think so, but I'm not so sure about this one either. Everything is a "thing." Feelings and emotions are things. Nature is made up of things (like flowers, trees, the sky, the dirt, etc.). I mean, maybe I'm just not completely understanding the magnitude of this quote, or maybe I'm too literal, or something, but I feel like this saying was also said and believed by someone completely naive or ignorant to his surroundings.
I'm just now realizing how much of a downer I was in this post, but I had a long day. People, well, one person in particular actually, really got under my skin today, I had my first day at my new job, I'm sore from working out yesterday, and my dog farted something fierce in my face while I was watching TV earlier. I'm sorry if I brought you down; it's obviously not my intention to change the mood of my readers for the worse. I just needed to vent, and it was too late to go running, and I'm better with my words than anything else.
PoD:
Story: Taken in Australia, these three photos were among my favorites from the two-week trip I was fortunate enough to go on (thanks, Mom!). The first picture is of the Sydney Harbour Bridge, which I was obsessed with by the way, and I love it so much because of how I can still see part of it inside of the lamp, even though it's warped. I think that's what makes it so great! The second one is of the cutest little seal I've ever seen in my life. My mom and I took a two-day tour of this island (Kangaroo Island - cliche kind of) and I saw this little girl when we were at Seal Bay. Tourists from all over come to Seal Bay, and the amazing part about this little park is that you aren't allowed to touch the seals or feed them or anything, and you have to stay on the boardwalks at all time. You can go down onto the beach, but usually the seals stay away from people because they are scared. This little girl was modeling for me and I got this amazing shot. And then the third photo is one of my all-time favorites. This little kangaroo is just so adorable. Still on our tour of Kangaroo Island, the tour group stopped at a honey farm (we tried honey ice cream - omg amazeballs!) and this little guy had kind of domesticated himself and became a part of the family of one of the honey farmers. He was hopping around outside the gift shop and he wanted me to pet him and when I stopped, he gave me this face. Perfect photo. So incredibly charming and lovable... but my mom wouldn't let me bring him home with me. Talk about a Debbie Downer (wah wahhhhhhh)...
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