I envy those people, those who have goals, ideals and ambitions. I envy those who are busy with life. I envy those who are helpless with life but have to continue to work hard. I envy those noisy couples. I envy those who have to worry about daily necessities for daily necessities. Housewives, I envy those who help each other until old age. Maybe I will never be able to wait for that day. Just like me now, I am an empty shell, with no thoughts, no motivation, no passion, no purpose, like a lifeless balloon. I long for someone to blow me such a breath, so that I can have life and vitality.