I still vividly remember the morning I woke up and stared at the charts in disbelief. I rubbed my eyes and peered at the computer screen in childish amazement. A satisfied grin formed involuntarily, I was paralyzed with euphoria. The bullish trends in front of me bled green.

I was scarcely 20 and accepted for the first time I had reached a financial milestone that very few will amass in a lifetime of work and toil. The blissful actions that occurred during the duration of that morning are lost to time, but the lasting impression of that fateful moment will never leave me.

For several weeks I remember reveling in my financial success. I dreamed of the many possibilities I was afforded and fantasized of inevitable early retirement. It was in this delirium that I purchased a Rolex watch and took great pride in enjoying its silver gleam. It was only all too characteristically human that this state of exhilaration could not remain forever. I was suddenly reminded of my mortality and abruptly awoke from this trance into a period of deep contemplation.

A state of depression and profound sorrow came upon me worse than such I had ever known. The emptiness of wealth reared its ugly face as the materialistic pursuit of happiness rang hollow through me. It became clearly evident my most steadfast desires and goals in life were worthless and my greed corrupted my being. My spirit crumbled. My will to live was challenged to its core.

The upcoming several months of my life were dark and each new day was tainted with sorrow. My work became meaningless while my effort to find purpose knew no boundaries. It was during this period the most peculiar occurrence took place. My Rolex watch had become my constant companion and never left my wrist. One night while swimming, I looked down and found the gasket seal had deteriorated. A single trickle of water streamed across the brilliant face as if it were a repressed tear of stifled pain. I took off the watch to find it’s comforting tick had gone silent. Once home, I found its mechanical heart had frozen into place with rust; it had succumbed to drown in its troubles. The water had killed it.

Today the destroyed watch resides deeply hidden in a solitary corner of my workbench. I hide its wretched face from the world and keep its existence secret from those who cannot understand its meaning. Occasionally on a particularly wistful night, I will take it out and stare at the most palpable symbol of my own decadence I possess.



Money can’t buy back
Your youth when you’re old
Or a friend when you’re lonely
Or a love that’s grown cold

The wealthiest person
Is a pauper at times
Compared to the man
With a satisfied mind

When my life has ended
And my time has run out
My friends and my loved ones
I’ll leave there’s no doubt

But one thing’s for certain
When it comes my time
I’ll leave this old world
With a satisfied mind



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