Envy and Jealousy Week

words from here

I am jealous of those who do stupid things and feel no shame. I am jealous of the dead for their reduced workload, jealous of newborn babies for their clean records. I'm jealous of those older than me for what they know, and those younger than me for what they don't. I am jealous of dogs who don't think about living, or dying, they just do.
[excerpt from Dave Morrison's Jealousy]

Inspired by my crazy horoscope guy, I've decided to post my own version of the poem:

I’m jealous of people who are in loving, fulfilling relationships – they know what it means to share love.
I’m jealous of those who have money - they never have to worry about not having it.
I’m jealous of my friends in the northern hemisphere right now who are having summer and get see great art at the drop of a hat.
I’m jealous of dead artists – they get the acclaim and financial reward from their art and never have to write an application.
I’m jealous of my mother’s stunning beauty and of the girlfriends of the boys i’m in love with.
I’m jealous of people who have fantastic book collections. And record collections. And art collections.
I’m jealous of people who possess grace and of those who think before they speak and act.