Do you know those days when nothing goes right but you know you vomit out your soul trying to make it right? Welcome to my shitty life... I wish I could tell you that I am doing it all because of the benjamins, or any other selfish need, but the truth is dearly so more terrifying than that.
You see, I don't believe in this world measure of things, or values within it, money and all that shit that the people are forced to measure the values, time and own personal worth - a value of your existence.
There is one little problem. Let’s say it is an error in your calculation.
You see, the only thing that can measure you is time. How come and what a hell am I talking about.
Well, the time is the only value that can’t be restored once it is spent. Some will say it is wasted, but the only question is - on what.
Or better yet, on whom.
You will not measure All you do with money, you simply can’t. The only thing that actually matters is a question of your personal satisfaction.
So, in the end, what exactly do we trade here? Tokens, of your time? I think that the answer is obvious.