As my dreams have been telling me, I missed many boats and buses of opportunities. But for what do I need to work again so much, playing the game of deception & power?
I have what a billionaire’s son cannot have: everything.
My house is built. My ambitions expired. Money in the bank. Millions worth of assets. If that is not enough to be happy & live life gloriously, what is?
Why do I need a ferrari,5 mansions, 10 servants, 2 mistresses, 300 outfits, membership to exclusive clubs?
To me these seem like toys of children.
