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PAPER CHASER , DREAM CATCHER

The money tree
"Back to school!!" Three words that I am now getting used to. It's been two months  since  the first day of school , there's always that  depressing feeling of starting school.Maybe it's the routine or the those times when you keep getting suffocated by  assignments and deadlines, or the tense  moments before entering an exam room....if i keep elaborating about this "depressing" feeling i might just as well go back to  my holiday . 
Enough talk about school, but something closer to school...money!!
I know these two topics are unrelated but if you had a chance to ask anyone why they are in school and you get a 90% probability of them saying it's  money then I win!!(Finally applying my knowledge from a
Probability and statistics class) If money could start growing on trees, i think school would be added to the list of  extinct "species" of the new millenium.
I set fire to the money!

It’s interesting how everything revolves around paper, simple paper valued to buy you the world if you wanted it  to. I won’t lie, money is an incentive for so many things, but in the end is it all worth it ,to put all the energy into something that can easily catch fire and burn.
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I  started thinking about the richest men, thanks to my buddy google and forbes list, I probed the lives of these so-called “richest men/women in the world”
The fantasies that kept  flooding my   imagination were numerous, all that money!!!MONEY MONEY!!
MONEY!!! I could see bills all round me.The things I would buy! The places  I would go!! It’s crazy how the thought  of money that wasn’t even mine gave me this exhilarating feeling….then it hit me! What would I do with all that money??What do they do even do  with all their money??
Do they keep buying  expensive cars, mansions( in their cases, it’s all about private islands) designer clothes, then what next?They have everything, so what’s  there to look forward to?? ..in my "poor" opinion, I think life would get boring.If I could have anything and everything I want with just a simple cash withdrawal, would there be any excitement or anticipation in   getting  what i want.There are things I want, but can’t get right now…but the  anticipation of one day having them as my own beats the feeling of always having what I want, when I want it.
All these billionaires  might ( emphasis on the word ‘might’) have everything they could have ever wanted, they could buy anything and maybe anyone…but I know for a fact that no one has everything!That’s the irony in life, you can never have everything you want.
All that thinking about money and getting rich, is always the focus on everyone's mind, mine too sometimes, but  there are humbling moments when i realize that having it all is not the most important thing when it comes to money.What's important is having enough and using it  to keep happy with what you need .


Paper chaser dream catcher.
The end seems far,
Trying all it takes to get far.
 The means becomes a new end.
Chasing paper to catch a dream,

We fight to get what we lose easily
We lose easily what’s worth fighting for.
The paper, the bills, the hunger never ends..
That’s when our dreams end.
Chasing paper to catch a dream,

 We want it all, we don’t need it all
Treasures are those we can’t buy,
We value what we can lose
Yet it’s the paper we choose,

 Chasing paper to catch a dream,

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