Sometimes I think about how lucky some people are, or can be. And sometimes when I think about people like that, specific ones with names, I do get jealous. They must have been cared about a lot by others to become lucky in such a way that I get jealous of them. Envious would possibly be a better word to describe it, but aren't those two words basically the same?
Around 3-4 months ago and about 23 or so days, I heard a simple fact. And only in the following weeks of that and the recent month or two have I realized that I really am jealous/envious, in a way. I know that I should attribute it to the situation being that it was in the past and the going-on's, but as a human I can't help but think and/or feel this way. Questions run around like: How long ago? How much was it? How can I think like this when my logic so clearly tells me what I already know?! At times I want to ask another and other times it gnaws quietly at me.
No doubt what happened with them will undoubtedly occur with me, but all things (variables) considered it's just not the same.
--An insightful Ty
 Ty Gwynnia · Tue May 24, 2011 @ 06:37am · 1 Comments |
