We cherished the cheap romance novels like they were pure gold. We were not allowed to read them in boarding school, so we hid them from the eyes of the nuns. Our imagination run wild, we too would marry a prince one day, and all of us would live happily ever after.
I looked, I couldn’t find it. Nowhere to be seen, I am certain it doesn’t live here. No green-eyed monster at our place. I am not jealous, never have been, never will be. “Envy” well that’s another thing, it hit me once when I was just a child. “Work for it, make it happen, set a goal” are wise words, I have been taught then, when I admired something or, when I wanted what others had. We all desire things that others have, that is human nature, but a green eyed monster doesn’t have to be born when it happens. So the daily rerun today is wrong, not everybody is jealous from time to time.