Money

I’ve been thinking. Most things I want to do in life require money. Travelling places. Adventure sports. Eating food from around the world. Drinking exotic wines. Buying different kind of clothing.

I do understand that these things can be done on a budget, and I do understand that this budget can be as low as I want it to be.

But the thing is, it’s still money. I want to do things that require money.

That doesn’t mean that I don’t appreciate the raw, unfiltered, free things in life. No, I love those things as much, if not more. But I don’t want to miss on these otherworldly experiences, either, I guess? I want to live grandly. And grandly in terms of breadth of experience, not in terms of the amount of cash I throw at a particular item or experience.

I want to try everything. Do everything. Be everything.

But again, money.

Maybe I need to learn a little more, maybe I’ll figure out that money isn’t important to do these things at all.

But for now, this is the way I see it.

The only issue is, I’ve never cared about money or being rich. I’ve never cared about being the one with the fattest wallet or the one with the most expensive clothing.

So, that’s a conflict of interest maybe?