If I were a rich man …
Now, wait a minute. Who am I kidding?
I live in a lovely house on 3.33 acres of land in the U.S. of A., and the house is packed with more possessions than I could count. By the world’s standards, I am very rich.
Of course, it’s all built on borrowed money. I’m on schedule to pay off the mortgage shortly after my 89th birthday.
If I were to sell the house, the land and all my belongings, I probably would have enough to live on, but I kind of like living here amidst the stuff.
So — am I a rich man or a comfortable pauper?
Is it possible I overthink everything?
Right on, sir. As we get older, we perceive big goals in life as not as important. The stuff we’ve collected on the way is just as important.