Thanks, Jonny. You can call me Dan, that’s my name (wink…lol).
I made it to 43 days. I know this because my last time losing my worth to a casino was Valentines Day and yesterday was my birthday (which I could care less about).
The days pass. Time moves on. Does it help? Yes, it does.
Since the wise man makes money off interest and the foolish man pays, why should “time” matter?
Because it’s not about money. It is, and it isn’t. Money matters (obviously…pretty useful when it comes to paying for things), but what is the point of having small the money in the world if I don’t have control over myself. If that were the case, having all would equate to less than what I’ve experienced.
Degrees of loss. I have lost as much as I can afford. But I can offer more. So I digress. I can afford more, but I won’t.
I have lost. I will lose more, if I continue.
Enough. I’ve had my fill.