There Was a Glitch in The Matrix Yesterday
And I suddenly saw the absurdity of pursuing money at all costs
Have you ever said a word so many times in a row so that it starts to sound fake?
This happens to me all the time.
And yesterday it happened with a concept instead of a word.
Let me explain.
I was on the way to the bank to deposit some cash I received from selling my car.
It was a healthy chunk of change, far more than I am used to carrying around. And as I looked over at the white envelope riding shotgun with me, I had a strange thought.
I realized that many people spend their whole life sacrificing their health, happiness, and well-being to get more of the little pieces of paper inside that white envelope.
I wasn’t being judgemental.
It just struck me as a sad way to spend one’s life.
But I had been there before. Absolutely hating all of my waking hours Monday — Friday in order to bring home more of these little pieces of paper.
So that I could spend them on experiences and things over the weekend to try and forget the loathing that would inevitably begin again on Monday.
Next, I started thinking about how silly banks are.
Why does one need to be wearing a suit in order to take my little pieces of paper?
Why does everyone look so unhappy here?
As I handed over my white envelope I felt like the matrix had glitched for a moment and I was suddenly seeing through the veil.
It all seemed so ridiculous.
But then I got in my car and drove home.
And when I logged into my banking portal I saw that my little score had increased.
The final thought I had was about what these little pieces of paper mean about a person.
Logically, it should mean nothing that Person A has more little pieces of paper than Person B.