I am 52 years old. I have been working since I was 15 years old. I have no savings, no retirement, and will never own a home before I die.
And there is now a trillionaire.
sometimes i'm jealous of people who just don't care about money. like genuinely don't think about it.
my buddy goes to work, comes home, coaches his kid's baseball team, watches tv. he's never once checked a crypto chart or calculated his net worth or stayed up until midnight researching.
he's perfectly happy. maybe happier than me honestly.
i can't turn my brain off. i'm always calculating. always optimizing. always thinking about the next move. it's made me wealthy but i'm not sure it's made me happier than the guy who just lives his life without keeping score.
the irony of financial freedom is that the personality type that achieves it is usually the same personality type that can't enjoy it. you're too busy chasing the next number.
i'm working on this. slowly. but i think some of you know exactly what i'm talking about.
I’m now facing 31 years in prison — even more than before!
Prosecutors just added 3 more felony charges against me before my arraignment today.
All because I volunteered to save beagles from criminal abuse at Ridglan Farms.
BREAKING: The first 300 Ridglan beagles touched grass for the first time today.
They stepped outside and looked up at the sun.
Many are playful. Some are scared. All are learning the world can be safe.
Today, they are free.