People are idiots. They mold their lives to be able to own fancy cars. They mold their lives to be able to buy fancy homes. They mold their lives to be able to earn the next promotion in their fancy job. They worry about whether the coffee they made themselves this morning in their fancy home while watching their fancy television and drank in their fancy car on their way to their fancy job was as good as it could possibly be. And when it isn’t, they drive to the fancy coffee house in their fancy car on their way to their fancy job and pay someone else with their fancy money to give it to them as long as it comes in a branded cup so everyone else can tell they are living the fancy life.
Me? Oh, I am an idiot. I’m mostly because I’m not fancy enough yet. Thus the birthplace of stress.
Life is easy once you learn to feel fancy with what you have.
Tags: consumerism, Midlife crisis
