My Life. My Blog.

The thing about wealth is, it always brings money to mind. But what if wealth isn’t just about assets and currency? What if it’s more than that. What if it’s how my time is spent, who I make memories with, what type of food and clothes I have access to. What if wealth is happiness, freedom. I can spend my life trying to accumulate as much conventional wealth as possible. I can save up for a house and a car, build a business that increases my net worth. But it’s important to r

This is the reason I do things right? My motives, maybe my intentions. For some reason, a lot of those motives are contingent on another person. I want to reach out to an old friend, but what if they don’t answer? I want to clean up my mom’s house, but what if she doesn’t appreciate it? I want to give that homeless guy some money, but what if he uses it to buy drugs? See the problem here? I want to do these things, but since I can’t guarantee someone reacting the way I’d like

Why is happiness always so elusive? When I wanted freedom in high school, I told myself that I’d be happy once I was an adult. In college, I just wanted more friends. When I got more friends, I needed more money so we could do things. Then, if I could just take some time off to travel, I would be happy. Well, here I am. I’m an adult. I have tons of friends. I have money in the bank. And I just spent a year traveling. Now what? My current desire is an online job. Something tha