Friday, June 15, 2007

golden fears

In the theme of measuring unmeasurables, there are several different levels of relation between a person and their desire to acquire or not acquire material possessions. On one end, you have those defined by their possessions, the kind in an endless pursuit for that which is currently It, and on the other end you have those with an aversion to nice possessions, those defined by what they don't, or can't, have. I fall somewhere in the middle, I think.

As the Hobo gets ever closer to revolutionizing The Party everywhere, and my next steps loom closer, I've begun to think about what effects I'd come to face should I achieve some level of success. I'm talking mainly about money, but also the relational changes between myself and associates, friends, and yes, strangers. For now, I'll think about money, and what doors it opens and perhaps closes.

At a certain income threshold, it becomes easy to pick up dinner on the way home or order it to your doorstep, maybe or maybe not justifying it with tiredness or lack of time. Cooking is just so hard! You buy a TV one size larger than planned, speakers with a little more wattage, and an apartment on the top floor, for the parties you lack the energy or time to throw. You subscribe to five magazines but don't read them. You've got a lot of nice shit. It's all nice. You also work your ass off, and usually come home exhausted mentally, physically, and emotionally. You get about 36 hours of weekend each week if you're lucky, but Friday is dominated by the week past and Sunday by the week ahead. Yet, you're there, man. You can fly to Barcelona on a dime or buy the next iPod coming out, since it has an extra five gigs of space, even though the other wasn't filled. Give the old one to the nice kid who picks up your laundry.

And so, my quandary. I seek the quickest route to financial freedom, yet timidly look forward. It's not that I admonish a life of wealth, or getting yourself nice things, even things you don't need. It's that, should I get there and have to carry with me the long, toiling hours of work and strain usually necessary to sustain the lifestyle, will I possess the ability to ever let it go? Could I drop it for better access to the finer things out There? Or will I hold on as it drives me into the ground?

I'd like to believe I know the answer now, but what about when it all changes?

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Blogger burke said...

money only makes you more of what you already are

8:51 AM  
Blogger Jenna V said...

you'll be fine...and if you become that D-bag without enough time to enjoy what you have, I will be sorely disappointed.

10:56 AM  
Blogger Lindsey said...

A lurking thought in my own mind.

Only time will tell, but I think you are self-aware enough to evaluate, as well as anyone, your actions and motives each step of the way, so I am not worried.

--oh and btw, if you wanna give me the ipod instead of giving it to the kid, that'd be awesome.

6:01 PM  
Anonymous Alfredo said...

Success should be measured by the fact that you can do whatever you want whenever you want. What you want to do may change. And when you want to do it is all about perspective. I want to go to work every morning. I also want to go out every night.

Success should not be measured by the stuff you have around you.

5:01 PM  
Blogger SarahEliz said...

iPod? and give up that discman whose cord gets tangled in things?

7:41 PM  
Blogger Mix said...

I agree with the assessment of success, but I also fear that that assessment might become diluted and ideas of success may stray from core values. If they stray along with my core values then so be it, but I don't want those values to shift in certain directions either. I guess I don't want to grow an affinity to certain lifestyles.

But that is the goal, to be able to do whatever I want, whenever I want, i.e. buy Ron Diaz at will or sell a Hobo to Alfredo.

11:04 PM  
Blogger mp said...

great post.

5:24 PM  

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