I reached the tipping point.
The marriage wasn’t working. On Xmas Eve 2006, I called it.
I looked around, saw the gifts, and felt numb.
But it also felt right and that would be the beginning of the rest of my life.
Mind on my money,
money on my mind. Tupac’s been bumping in the background.
Money is the storage of value.
Value = Labor (This can include time, energy, creativity, etc.)
I’m down the rabbit hole of crypto, fiat currency, inflation, leverage ….
We’ve all been there. Raging. Scrolling. Legs numb. Just me?
We struggle to articulate our thoughts and arguments. But there’s that perfect meme that will encapsulate the exact thing we’re thinking in the most passive-aggressive way imaginable.
Now, if I can just find it.
On Fatherhood, Manhood & Becoming Better Ancestors.