My friend thought I was gonna leave for Korea at the end of June, so he flew all the way from San Francisco to say goodbye. It turns out that he was misinformed, but I appreciate the sentiments all the same. We had a dim sum brekkie at a local seafood restaurant called Neptune Seafood Restaurant. Their food items were all of great quality, so it follows that the price for the food is a little steeper compared to other dim sum places.
I like talking with this friend because we think at the same level, though we don't exactly place all our values at the same places, but for the large part, I think our values align. The topics discussed, I would be hard pressed to find another friend to talk about the same topics as in depth. He paid for the meal. Part of me, the part I'm trying to destroy, felt glad, because it was $52 bucks and it was split just the two of us. Part of me felt guilty as hell because this dude flew in just to see me, AND he's paying for the meal? What kind of man am I? Siggghhhhhhhh. Whatever, I vow today that when I become baller, I'll fly with this friend to NYC and treat him to a meal at Jean Georges.
Hanging out with him really makes me strive to make a road for myself and become financially successful. If he can do it, then I can do it too. I'm not saying he's incompetent, and that if he can do it, it must mean I can do it because I'm better than him. Noooo. I'm just saying that I will work hard to join his echelon or die trying, and it'll be easier for me because I have someone who's actually there whom I can talk to and ask for advice to help me get to where he is as well.
Someday I'll get rid of this tunnel vision, but that day is not today, nor is it anytime soon. I have that dude who forked $470 to thank. I have my faggot spoiled ex friend who didn't work but spent his dad's money on frivolous stuff to thank. I have Ms. Zun to thank. I have all the news stories about affluenza to thank. I have my vow to my future family to thank. It will make me stronger.
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