How Much Is That?

It's the shopping season again, or should I say it's one of the best times of the year to shop here in Melbourne, as almost every shop and department store is having discounts and all. I s'pose in my calender, every weekday or weekend of every month is shopping time, but during this period, I have more of a reason to lose control, and not feel too guity about it. Oh well, maybe those are just words a certified shoppaholic says to re-assure himself. Plus the fact that I'll be heading up to Sydney this weekend just to shop, I am really living it up this time. Am just wondering how I am gonna transport my clothes and shoes and bags and all to wherever if I do leave Melbourne for good in the near future.

Retail therapy is definitely essential for me, for whatever reason or occasion. Of course, having said that, I have to admit sometimes I do wish that I can just purchase whatever I want whenever I want it, and this include contentment at work, cool siblings, beautiful weather, front row tickets to The Finn Brothers gig, good hair, great skin and yes, maybe even a partner/soulmate too. I know it's banal to say all these, but really, for someone who so believes in the power and art of buying, I can't help but wish that if only everything is that simple.

I s'pose the trickiest bit is the last 'item' I listed, and I am definitely not alone in thinking so. It's as though the rules of the game are all twisted, that is, it's really hard to get the one person you want, but it's just so effortless (to the extend of being delivered to your hands without even wishing) to have someone whom you just don't feel for, at least not in that sort of way. Yes, again, I agree it's totally banal to bring this up, but this is one thing I can't stop whinging about.

Is it becasue of the fact that I am so absorbed in the buying game that I lead myself insideously to believe that money can maybe/indeed buy everything? And that I am so used to just dealing with problems with the momentary gratification achieved from retail therapy that I have grown to be this lazy bastard who is not too willing to put in much effort to work on lasting happiness, especially in the aspect of relationships? Or rather, do I even know how to begin or to follow through in order to have the one by my side?

I have to admit there is a reason for me to think about such things at this moment in the middle of a workday, and it's not all about the shopping spree(s) that I had lately or the ones I am going to have. I am not denying the fact that there is someone lingering in my head somewhere that resulted in all these thoughts. Although I have to say I am definitely more rational and less emotionally involved this time. We all learn from past experiences I s'pose, well, we have to learn, that is. You get older, you get wiser, especially so when my past coupla years here in this city is all about learning and actually becoming more logical.