i've thought about that comment a million times since we ran into each other. i'm jealous. not of the car (oddly enough, i covet vans these days) but of her freedom with time and expenses, her completed home and so many other little things i wish i had and don't. and i hate that jealousy. when did i become like this?!
anyway, eventually i come back to the fact that my treasure isn't here in this life, but in the life after this. my treasure is in heaven. and, until then, here's a look at my earthly "ridiculous display of wealth"
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