One of the seven deadly sins...

I'm guilty of it. Envy. It colors me green more often than I'd like to admit. I see people living their lives, seems as if nothing is wrong in their life, and I envy them. I see kids who have it all together. And I'm envious of their parents.

I'm still living waiting on my dream. The whole house/white picket fence I don't necessarily need. But I'd sure like to have stability and maybe a dinner out once in a while.

What I wonder though is if this makes me a bad person. As if I'm not happy being who/where I am in life. I mean does this mean I am selfish. Or that I regret things in my life?

I don't dislike my life. I just wish to improve it. Yes there are some things I want to be different. Not because I'm selfish, but because things like paying the bills on time would be nice.

Hmmm maybe I'm thinking too deep on a Saturday night. What do you think?