A flickering image keeps coming to me whenever I imagine myself in a state of wealth. Funny, because I don’t feel wealthy, especially at this phase of life. I am struggling financially, I survive day to day, I don’t see my situation changing anytime soon. But this image is actually quite vivid.

I can see myself living comfortably. I am wearing chic clothes- not like Prada chic.. but like…non-identifiable brand-Classy chic; I walk into the room and everyone looks and feels my presence. I will be able to choose to do office work or I would rather spend my time trying to raise chickens and veggies garden, Things are different when you are going to work because you need to meet ends, or because you just like it.

I want to contribute more to the community, perhaps one day, I’ll open that bookstore or mini library so everyone could buy, or rent or simply read books. This fleeting image is so beautiful. Well, perhaps it’s really far from a posh wealthy mode that most people are dreaming of, but I like that kind of wealth; being able to choose what to do with my time means wealth and freedom.

Cheers, Karin Sabrina