Like many others, there are material comforts I wish to possess. Anything from designer bags to paper qualifications, essential towards elevating my standard of living.

Perhaps it is precisely because I have been brainwashed to covet such items, that I have been called upon to enter nursing.

Often surrounded by the sick and dying, I’ve come to realize that in life, nothing much matters. No Balenciaga will erase cancer, just like no PhD can revive the dead. Life’s as simple as that. Yet, more then likely, we can find ourselves sucked into this invisible vortex of materialism. Food can’t be simply filling. It has to taste good, packaged nicely and preferably organic. Everything deviates from simplicity, ending up as a complex web of wants instead of needs.

I believe there is no shame in acquiring anything through hard work. A little luxury drives the person to strive even harder. The shame lies in parading the wealth attained so blatantly. There is a marked difference with working hard and rewarding yourself and showing off to the point of ridicule.

1k for a bag? Come on.. At the end of the day, it’s just a bag. Not a kidney.

I just hope everyone can remember; there are far too many 15k Hermes Birkins in this world. Maybe it’s time to put the money to good use and help feed someone else. Who knows? Perhaps then we can say goodbye to poverty and hello to humanity.

It’s a good dream.