The Have and the Have Nots
Today is definitely one of those days when I missed the comforts I had in my previous life. Having had them for so long, in a way I guess I took them for granted, because they were generally always there. A car. My own space. Just random material comforts. Since living in the USA, I have had very few of them, which made me ask myself if any of them were even necessary, or potentially defined me in any way, or even marked my success in life.
My car is now the MTA, where I am probably only a few steps away from becoming a full-blown germaphobe. Trains with stains older than I can fathom. Unknown liquids on train seats and coughs that could be from allergies or influenza. This is my new A to B world. Beggars, the homeless, the crazy, the sexy, the flamboyant, and a few sane people sprinkled amongst them. All that to say I kinda miss driving my own car.
3.5 years of having a roomate, and now over a year living in a room that is not mine, I again am not ungrateful for these persons who have helped to facilitate my dream, but I miss being the man of the house.
Maybe at the core of it, I’m just at a stage of life where I think I should be owning these things, a house, a car, but I can’t even see that in my near future. I fall into the category of the Had and now I Have Not, but my soul sees brighter days ahead, and I tend to believe that soul a mine. I will be patient and continue to pursue my personal legend and great things shall be revealed from that said legend. Hard work, patience, optimism and prayer will be my guides, and we will see how it unfolds, but until then…I miss my space, and I miss my car.