As good as it seems?

I was walking a mall alone as usual that day ( my boyfriend calls me a mall rat. To defend myself, I usually do what the woman in the picture below does. I don't buy stuff everytime I shop).

My legs were soring due to the all-day walking. So I came to this little bench and sat down and relaxed.

I was watching the people around me. Sometimes, sitting at a corner and watching and reading people around you can be a joy.

Some looked rich. They wore nice make-up, dressed fancy and carried some high-end branches' shopping bags in their hands. I found myself thinking -- How could they efford these fancy stuff in this country? Why do they have so much money?

Then some were chilling with their foreign friends/partners. I also found myself thinking -- How did they know their "foreign friends/partners" (I'm moving my 2 peace signs beside my head) here? Do they work together? Or they actually met and live in oversea and they are here just for vacation?

The Landcome sales associates were working hard trying to sell the products at their mini counter in front of me. They all dressed elegantly and smiles seemed to never fail hanging on their faces. I wondered if they loved their lives right now.

It got me into deep thought. Above all, are their lives really as fancy as it looks from the outside? Or they are actually just like me, look fancy on the ouside but behind it, I am paddling hard like crazy.

Perhaps they all have their own stories to tell.

As I saw a gorgeous woman who was talking on the phone, who had a Gucci purse on her soulder and a Louis Vuitton shopping bag in her other hand passing by, I found myself secretly hoping that I was her.