Confessions of a shopaholic sounds so glamorous
Even losing its value of addiction
As opposed to the regular alcoholics and drugaholics .. ( Diction apart )
We find happiness in something which provides a sense of urgency
something all the senses attach themselves to
Much like a foodie who craves the same at anytime
It's like an accessory, or a couture which makes one feel complete
Like the bag you saw in Vogue, the dish that makes your mom's food one apart
The drug which wakes your mind, or the drink which tops the past
It kinda makes life fun and light, or allows us to change the details
whilst the real life resistance, is put aside
Perhaps we hide from what we have the potential to feel for ourselves
But then the drama would end, and a new journey would begin
It's scary, but I think we all eventually get there
