The stock market sucks ass. I am poor again. Not that I was ever rich in any sort of real way. I was told to just "wait it out", which would have worked really well for a person who could afford such a move. So, I will focus on the things that ACTUALLY make me rich (in no particular order):
1. My mother is in full recovery, getting stronger & smoking less every day.
2. I am able bodied (and sexy bodied to boot).
3. I am surrounded by people who make me laugh, smile, think, snicker, chortle, philosophize, create, explore and relax.
4. I get to snuggle up next to a man each night who has never once wavered in his love for me.
5. I live in a country where I am free to speak my mind, dress as I please & question all I like.
6. I have the freedom to do what I want, when I want to & in whatever fashion I see fit.
So, I suppose, back to being poor is like remembering you were rich all along. It's like a regular Hallmark special here.
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