Yellow corner
September 19, 2009
-
14
I’m not the kind of people that like changes. Anyway, I change, like mom and dad do. My parents love changes. If I’m not home for some days, I will see them already move stuff. We are all a version or even a copy of our parents. That’s what I mean. I’m influenced by my parents so I change quite regularly. This is our fifth house. My dad changes more than 15 scooters and 5 cars. My mom changes jobs from a shopkeeper to a cafe owner to an artist. Everything’s moving when I’m around them. They’re always up to something, always planning something new.
I think that’s good and refreshing. They don’t change because of other people. Changing is their nature and they don’t run after anybody. They do change because they want changes. Why they want changes? They can’t bear the same things for the whole life.
If you change to be like others, your ego is stolen and you can’t even feel hurt. If you change to become somebody you are not, I mean you dress they way they do, you talk the way they do, you try to think the way they do, so on so forth, you shoot your ego a hard one. And if you don’t even care what the hell ego is, it’s cool, you don’t even have self-respect, you don’t even like yourself. Go on and imitate and change the way you are to impress the people maybe just as shit as you.
