I feel like my greed has eaten any of my goodness that may have remained. i want to make it stop but i can't. i want money and objects to not matter, because in the grand scheme of things they don't, and somewhere deep down in me i know that. but they are always on my mind. money money money.

and it scares me.

but on the good side, i am once again considering there may be a possibility of a God. who knows.