I wish mightily that I would win the lottery. I day dream about it. Not because I think it will bring me happiness, I already have that and oh, you can't buy that anyway. No, I think it affords options and opens up doors that may be closed because like it or not, you need a wad of cash to do a lot of things that would help one check off bucket list dreams. So what do I dream of doing with my winnings...
Travel would obviously be something I am very interested in. For the adventure, the food, the wine, the history and for meeting the world as they live. Despite my millions I wouldn't be a hotel dweller. Nor would I purchase lavish properties all over the place, who needs that kind of headache? No, I would be the rent an apartment kind of guy. Live like the locals I say. Maybe from time to time a villa of some sort to splurge. I'll tell you what else, I'd charter flights to where I'm going. A few thousand dollars an hour seems like an extravagant thing but not against having to be packed like cattle breathing regurgitated fart air. Besides, I'm loaded right? Yes, travel would be my thing. My friends won't ask me how I'm doing but where am I now?
Having said that I will still live where I'm living. Get a simple house somewhere in the city that offers me what I want. A nice kitchen to entertain in, a roof top sanctuary if possible and a bowling alley in the basement...OK, maybe not the last part.
My family would be blessed with a few fazools to make life a little easier. Supportive parents and siblings would not need to worry about their bank accounts again. My kids would be taken care of in increments. Sorry kiddos, you're not buying yourself a Tesla at age 20. Over time and in responsible ways you will have access to a few bucks to go along with whatever you're earning.
My closest friends will be gifted some as well. People that I know to be true friends, that have no agenda and wouldn't even think of asking for money would be getting something to brighten their day.
After that though I'd look to see how I could help others. And I'm not talking about the grand gesture that might get my name on the side of a building and not just charity giving for the sake of giving. I'd like to offer substantive change in peoples lives. Micro loans that I care not about getting back. Pitch me your idea and if all goes well, here's a hug and $5000, go forth and dare to dream. I'd like to get involved with setting up a training facility for people to learn skills that they can use to help themselves and others over the long term. Pair it with Feed Nova Scotia so that there can be a multitude of ways that these skills are used to benefit the community. Efforts that can actually do good in the short and long term.
So what would actually happen after winning the jackpot? Well, I think I would work my last two weeks. You may not believe it but yes I would. I may not be very useful but I would, out of respect, do my time. I might be a little bit of a shit disturber too but hey, I would do that anyway. And after that, the adventure begins. You hear so often of people that are miserable after coming into money of that nature. They've blown it all or they never thought it possible that out of something so seemingly positive so much negativity would come. Maybe the Gods are playing jokes again? I think, as with all things, perspective matters. Buying a new boat and a Tesla will not make you happy. Maybe you can park it beside happy but that's not the same thing. You need to be happy. With yourself, with your life and with your place in history. You don't need to be dancing a jig all the time, life ebbs and flows like the ocean after all, but you do need to be at peace with where you are. I think after that the money is simply gravy.
Yes, I dream of this life often. I've worked my days and done my fair share so I think it's not to much to ask for. Right?
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