HOW MANY OF US ARE REALLY READY FOR A LIFE OF EXCESS WEALTH AND FAME?
If you woke up the next morning and you were a celebrity with a shitload of money, how would you feel? I know I would probably have like 30 different reactions upon realizing the news. It’s something that is everyone’s fantasy but that not everyone is necessarily equipped to handle. What would you do if you never head to worry about making money again? Would you travel? Would you not? Would you blow the money all in one shot? Ahh, just having to think about all that shit gives me a headache. And don’t even get me started on fighting off the envious and the gold diggers. You’re almost, no in fact, you are, gonna need full-time staff to keep things under control. Money and fame often destroy people. I vow from now to never let it take me down if I were to in excess possession of either. I would make the time do the things that I always wanted to do but never had the money to and take my time to do them. Money won’t be an issue, so I’m gonna have to plan my time out accordingly. I may even need a team of people to help me out with this. I would not mind having that at all. They would be compensated very well, and I would definitely love for them to form a bond with me.
HAVE YOU EVER STOOD STILL FOR A SECOND AND ASKED YOURSELF, “HOW THE HELL DID I GET HERE?”
Today is one day that I’m doing that. A year ago, I was in a rush to move out and find a new place of my own. Now, a year later, I have my place and my sanity. So glad I was able to overcome the hardships I was going through at the time and live in the world alone. But once in a while, you can’t help but step outside of yourself and do this. It’s only normal. But you know what? Ask it, but don’t even bother answering the question because all you need to do is be grateful that you’re alive and that you have what you have, you know?
ACTUAL HAPPENINGS.
Went to work. Did some work. Went to lunch at Chick-Fil-A. Got back and did some more work. Hugo Chavez died, and as soon as I found out, which was near 5:00 PM, I let my coworkers know so that we can call get the hell out of there and avoid the traffic that was going to ensue in Doral as a result of his being dead. Went to Wood Tavern for free tacos. Went to Lime Fresh in Midtown for free Queso. Came here to Barnes and Noble as usual and now I’m finishing my entry here. Peace!
Signing off,
Hank Justice
