I'm usually quite frugal with money. I can be honest about that. I like to save my earnings and always think carefully before purchasing anything that falls under the category of leisure. Lately though, my perspective on such matters has shifted. I'm merely a young adult and what little life I've lived seems cheated somehow by this incessant plague of an idea that money is meant to be kept.
Nonsense says the new me.
Money is round, circular, cyclical. It comes and goes and since that's its natural pattern, I might as well spend my hard-earned bacon on, well, bacon. What's life without the things that make it worth living? I'm all about good food, good company, and good times.
