I had a dream last night and in my dream i left my purse with all my important stuff in it at a bus booth. Not smart i no but it was a dream. Anyways i went shopping and when i got to the cash i realized i had no money to pay for the stuff. I rushed back to the bus stop praying that my purse would be untouched and my identity would be safe. I didn't really care about the money but i new if somebody got there hands on my social insurance number and my Medicare card i would be so screwed. So as i ran towards the bus stop i seen a grey thing sitting on the bench where i left my purse, my heart was racing and as i got closer i could see that my purse was there. I was so happy that nobody had touched it. It was right where i left it...or so i thought. When i got up to it i opened my purse up and everything was gone. Obviously i was mad, but the thing that actually made me really sad was the fact that somebody went threw all the trouble to steal everything inside and put it back like it wasn't even touched. I thought to myself why they couldn't have just took the hole bag. Then i realized that they enjoyed knowing they caused some poor person to have there hopes up and then they were crushed all at the same time.
It made me sad that a person could be so cruel and even though it was just a dream, the human race is more cruel and vicious then any other animal on this earth. The lion waits for its prey until they are unaware that they are being hunted and then it strikes....but they do it because they need to eat. They don't taunt the animal for there enjoyment. We as humans do...we like to see others suffer,especially when we aren't having the greatest day. Somebody else's pain give us enjoyment. The difference between us and the lion is that we consiously know what we are doing, they do it to survive. I know i said no more negative stuff...but in a sense i'm just trying to figure out the worlds messed up way of running and the complexity of the human brain and what makes us tick. I'm going to try and be a better person, so that when my daughter/son is born they will realize the world if full of bad people, but that doesn't mean you have to follow what everybody does. You can be different, i just hope my child grows up to be independent and enjoy's being different from the rest of the world. That would be my dream for them, to just know that you don't have to be a follower and that i grew up happy that i was different and weird and my own person. Because if we are all alike...it's kind of like were all robots isn't it?
