As a millionaire (or former millionaire, depending on how much my investment portfolio has plunged lately), I contemplate a positive future.

As a writer who splits thought sets into the voices of many characters in order to dramatise a story and then flattens the characters out, running them through a muliplexer such that they tend to flow onto this blog as a single voice, I contemplate a fiction that is timeless, except for blatant product placement.

For instance, thanks goes to Sheondra at Burger King, Dondra at Walmart, Brian/LaWanda at HarborChase, Joe/Harold/dancers at KCDC, Victoria’s Cafe, Club/Townhouse crackers and the cast of billions who support my lifestyle unknowingly.  A nod to the young lady sitting at the CSS counter who had to put on spectacles to read her mobile phone.

On a personal note, I’ve been depressed all day.  Yes, it’s just a game but, daggone it, why did the Atlanta Braves have to crash so spectacularly at the end of the regular season?  Guess I’ll stick to Vols football, win or lose, the rest of the year.  Justin Hunter may be gone but I seem to remember there’re something like 80 or so men left on the roster to fight for the SEC East division title and then the SEC football championship.  I’ll accept a winning season as a consolation if Dooley’s staff hasn’t figured out how to teach the players to avoid injury and win at the same time.

How can one be a millionaire and also broke/unemployed?  Make sure investments in your name are untouchable until you really need ’em.

Sure, I’d like to buy the latest must-have trinkets but then again, I don’t need them.

As someone noted elsewhere online, most families could buy at least one iPhone with the money they use to buy food every week.

So far, I’ve needed food more than I want a phone tethered to a monthly mobile/data plan.

I’ve pretty much weaned myself off of facebook, never used twitter and once a month or so lengthen my LinkedIn contact list.  Occasionally, I remember to review my incoming business emails.

Yes, I check multiple websites daily, or read summaries thereof when I’m bored, but I also spend many hours a day watching clouds pass overhead, not a worry clouding my thoughts.  Read books or take a walk, too.

What is your definition of happiness?

Enough about today, let’s talk about tomorrow.