When my plane was crashing, figuratively, I could see a 747 careening, on fire, out of the sky . . . and this song kept running thru my mind. I honestly wondered how I was going to handle being broke, again.
Just finding some peace in the crash was a comfort; and then, I smiled.
That was, I guess five years ago . . . this year, I've lost a not too small fortune since January.
I smile at that because five years ago I never imagined I could smile at that.
Each time my plane crashes I get to keep a little more, and learn a great deal more.
"A man becomes what he thinks all day long."
I think the Harry Nilsson song is what turned things around for me. It got stuck in my head. I'll never lose that smile.
Best Wishes,
H. G.
Thanks H.G.
They say money doesn't buy happiness, and I would have to agree. Though I think, happiness is hard to find in this world when you're broke, applies much better to my perspective lol.