Green With Envy

Is it me? Or is it human to be phlegm-green with envy if you encounter someone from the past who managed to make it big in business? Not just big, really big. You still have traces of that someone, familiar to you, a companionship no one can really take away. And yet, the sheer distance of where your paths led you now closing down again as the roads take you back together. I'm in awe at how easy it was for that someone to buy this and that and yet you still talk bout the old times like nothing's changed. Except he's made it. I haven't yet. Possibly never get that far.

Is it because of family and connections? Possibly a little push for maturity. Is it out of luck? Or hardwork? Or proper timing? Maybe a little of everything. So here I am. Eyes wide open in awe. An approving pat on the back. And a little slit behind the ears oozing with a tinge of envy. Perhaps a little unintentional bruise on the self-esteem. But ultimately happy for finding a friend you've almost lost along the long journey of conquering all your dreams.

Green is for envy. So is for hope.