Payday.

Payday and en route to my condominium, I find myself adding this and that, subtracting that and that, and ending up, not calculating, but thinking the worth of money. I remember what my boy told me a day earlier, something about expressing yourself through your lifestyle and I thought that maybe money is not there to put boxes on ourselves, to restrain ourselves, ending being greedy and fearful of losing money. Maybe money is there as a tool for expressing ourselves, money is there not to be spent on unnecessary stuffs but in contrary, on stuffs that purely expresses who we are, adding value to our inner selves.

You use money not to eat a bunch of food you do not even savour for every bite; use it to enjoy every taste that touches the palate of your tongue. You use money not to buy unnecessary stuffs shown on every advertisement on TV; use it to buy things that can help you see life - a bicycle for travel, a photograph to save each moment, or a ticket to 'we never knew'. Trace back the very reason why you wanted to earn money and ask yourself if it will bring you happiness, not pleasure, if the lifestyle brought with it clearly echoes the enthusiasm and eagerness within you. Do not fear of losing it, let it fly from your hands, let it roll back to zero, do not let the money define you, let the 'what you use it from' define you.  As for me, I will use my extra cash for today's payday to buy a canvas and paint; an expression of myself.