Money isn’t real. It doesn’t matter. It only seems like it does.
I came across this quote today as I am becoming more and more broke. Man, I really hope I can leave the UK without being in the reds.
Finding a job seems to be more and more the only right thing to do (since I don’t have money). Maybe if I don’t find a job by the end of these 3 weeks, I will try find one in Hong Kong. It only seems right that I return to the place which I grew up and was educated in. It had been a good 5 years abroad, but a man must recognise his home for that is the dearest possession to him. But of course, if I have a job with good money here in the UK why not stay here?
Such a capitalistic pig - me.