I’m poor as fuck right now and living a great life because I keep my reach scoped to my grasp. I’ve spent all my excess money on meditation retreats and therapy and I’m legit happier than I’ve ever been despite toiling and a long commute on the bus and a dingy little apartment. I’m on a gentle upward slope, my footing is sure because I stopped trying to scramble up sheer rockfaces, and I’m on the best path I’ve ever been on.