He woke up shivering, the cold hard floor having been his bed for the night. His brain throbbed as he pushed himself up, making it hard to remember what last happened. He held his head in his hands as he thought it over until an eerie sob bounced off the walls.

There is a stillness in the air

I can feel it everywhere

Heavy darkness

Airy light

Loud silence

Empty night

It seems as though with every

breath

There is a little bit of death

Everything happens for a reason.

I wish I didn’t make the bad choices that I did.

But we all learn from our mistakes...

I believe.

Money is everything in this life we live

It’s about what I can get not what to give

Money can make life positive or negative

You have to spend money to make money

Money is to us as a bear is to honey

Why are a rich man’s jokes always funny