On Money

I randomly began discussing money with my boyfriend a few nights ago. See, I enjoy counting money. I've never had much of my own at any point in time and I just like counting coins and making numbers out of them. I'm a math person. Coins and bills are physical and I can arrange them and come up with solid, concrete numbers and values with them. But money is strange in that way. When I told my boyfriend I like to count it he jokingly replied "MONEY ISNT REAAAAALL MAAAAAN". I immediately ignored his sarcasm and said maybe that's why I like it. I mean money is... its like a physical representation of something truly intangible. Intangible, yet you can count it. Some people remain forever in pursuit of something literally at my fingertips. It has no real power, its just fancy paper and cheap metal; we can manipulate and destroy it as we please but still it cripples us. Stresses us. Causes fights. Drives people to do crazy things.

I am soon leaving my parents' home and entering this world more fully. I am so afraid to have all these limitations because of money. I have busted my ass so much over the past year to get scholarships from colleges and other organizations but I wish I didn't have to do so. How can we put prices on things like education? It's ridiculous to think that thousands of great minds will be out of school next year, unable to move on in their pursuit of education because of financial struggles. I hope I can make enough money one day to set up scholarships for kids like me. More than that, I hope to way we use and view money changes in my lifetime. 

I mean, hey, a girl can dream can't she?