I'm broke. If you want to talk about liquidity, I'm as solid as you can get; probably even gas in state 'coz there is just nothing you can squeeze out of me. I did come from a trip I had to pay for all by myself, which is one of the reasons why I'm broke but I got richer in experience.
My dad and I, or my dad and his children (including me, of course) are not in speaking terms. Now this has bothered me a lot lately. I find myself holding back the tears, sometimes unsuccessfully, because its not right, not to mention does not feel right to be in a 'cold war' with our only parent. He would not talk to us and there is too much holding back within him. And honestly, I don't even know how to help him.
Again, I'm at a crossroad in my life; but this time, the road is more defined. It's not as rough as it was when I used to be in this position. It's been lately about my role as a daughter and a member of our family and my dreams and what I want to do and pursue. At the back of my mind I can hear me saying, life is a zero-sum game. The struggling part though is telling me that it doesn't have to be that way.
I want to be rich.
And I am at peace.
