A wise woman once said, “Life’s what you make it, so let’s make it rock,” and I attempt to live by that mantra, but I always find myself wondering if I am making enough of my life, if I am making it rock. To my defense, I do not have a limo out front, hottest styles, or shoes in every color, and with today’s society, it seems impossible to simply live your life (hey! ay ay ay) since there are so many vehicles available to transport you to jealousy and longing.
Lately, I have been questioning why I choose to perform good deeds. Is it because I am expecting something in return? Or is it out of pure kindness and generosity? I would like to say that I help others without expectations, but I know that isn’t entirely true. Nonetheless, I think that there are very few people who do good deeds without having any expectations. I believe that I mainly do good out of kindness, however there is a tiny part of me that can’t help but to expect some good in return.