I gave away a piece of me

Today was me being selfless.

I gave away a piece of me and kept another piece. Luppa is with me, and the Colosseum is with him.

What things mean the most to you?

Why do they mean so much, anyway? Is it because they hold memories?

I was reading a post a few weeks ago that had this paragraph:

“Those who are heavy-set with material desires will have a lot of trouble when their things are taken away from them or lost. Possessions do end up owning you, not the other way around. Become a person of minimal needs and you will be much more content.” 

And maybe that was why I gave this piece of me away.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s