My friend said the happiness he gets from being married to his wife equates to the satisfaction people get from financial security when they look at their bank account. He is not even rich but he is very content and very happy. I've known him for over a decade and his financial situation has never affected his mood or relationship. Very decent fellow.
One day he was with me what she called his wife and told her he is feeling very generous and she should ask for anything. This woman said "popcorn" and he laughed. He told her that your husband is feeling generous and you are asking for popcorn. She said, "but that is what I want na. Buy me popcorn."
I just smiled and shook my head because I know many rich people who do not have what he has.
The clout whores. The content strumpets.
No line they won't cross. No shred of moral restriction.
No consciousness of proxified humanity.
Horrid hollow enclaves whose only driving compass is the smell of mint.
Irrevocably depraved abominations.
Make I just dey pretend say I sabi wetin dey I dey do, from there I go meet people wey sabi wetin them dey do, so I go sabi wetin them dey do, then I go finally sabi wetin I dey do