I helped Gatsby in the pursuit of
his dream, because it seemed pure and unmarred by any baser instincts or
motives. I’ve seen the destruction money plays on couple’s first-hand. Tom’s
relationship with Daisy seems to repulse me. I want to see Daisy (my cousin) in
real love. I don’t want her to stay with somebody for the money. I want her to
have a happy life, doing what she loves with who she actually loves. I care
about what the love of Gatsby for Daisy stands for - something authentic in an
inauthentic world. I don’t really care what happens between Daisy and Tom. I’m
focused on making Jay’s dream (being together with Daisy) a reality. Gatsby's
dream is more real to me than even the realities of my life. I feel that the
best relationships are rooted in friendship. Gatsby trusted me and respected me
as his neighbor. When he passed away, I was devastated. At his funeral, I was
one of the very few people to attend. This showed that people only cared for
his wealth and parties. Not many people actually talked to him and understood
his dreams in life. He trusted me with almost everything. After his death I even contacted his friends,
business partners, and family members, and made the funeral arrangements
because no one else cared to do so. I just wish he would’ve been with Daisy. I
wish he would’ve accomplished the only thing that mattered in his life.
Ahhhh, Old Sport! You've always had my back. You've been one of the most genuine people in my life. When you moved next door to me, my heart was once again filled with more hope than before. Although my ultimate goal of winning Daisy back was not achieved, I'd earned a lifelong friend in you. The material possessions I obtained pale in comparison to your friendship and wise insight. I truly appreciate you and will see you on the other side.
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