Idealists are Idiots
I was home yesterday, and since I’m about to graduate (hopefully) mom asked me about my future. “Where would you like to work? Have you thought about it?” she asked. At that time I was concentrating on TV (it’s actually good to watch infotainment once in a while, they made you laugh) so I wasn’t bothered answering. She went on talking about how I should plan my future, go work for some huge enterprise, save lots of money, buy a house and a car and a yacht.
(on a commercial break) I thought that those are nice. I’d sure love to have a house on top of a hill with an oak tree and I could enjoy a good ride. But then again, are those all I have to do in life? Well, it’s not that I don’t want to be wealthy. Wealth is good but to make it as a purpose in life is just low. I believe that life has to have a greater purpose.
I do understand that my mom wants his only son to have a good life. But I have my own definition of a good life and I don’t want my life to be dictated by anyone.
I do realize that my family is rather poor and by the time I typed these letters I haven’t even been able to stand up on my own. But the funniest thing is I still have no idea of what greater purpose that I will live for (I have a few candidates though). The only thing I have is faith, I somehow know that everything’s gonna be just fine (no no, I’m not a psychic!).
Well, I guess all men are romantic idealists, and idealists are idiots. But I sure love being one.
