The Price of Wisdom and Knowledge
No, it’s not a philosophical question. You can put a price on wisdom and knowledge. Haven’t you heard?
Poetry
No, it’s not a philosophical question.
You can put a price on wisdom and knowledge.
Haven’t you heard?
I messed up today and, due to money, I will have to back out of an opportunity I had dreamed about.
It turns out that wisdom and knowledge cost about $500 per month.
I wish it didn’t.
I had another article ready to go in celebration,
but instead I’ll write this poem of acceptance and disappointment.
It’s easy to look at where I came from and wonder why and what if.
Why are my student loans not paid off 15 years after graduation?
Why did the loan payments have to start back up the same month I’m accepted to study?
What if my promotion had occurred as planned three moths ago and not delayed?
What if I had read the entire page before applying?
I’ve tried to grow my income over the last few months,
and even though it grew, it’s not enough for both coaching and loans.
Food, housing, and everything else is more expensive now too.
It just keeps rising and there’s no end in sight.
I knew there would be a price, but I didn’t think it would be this high.
I suppose I could always offer my own class.
I hate this feeling.
Fuck.
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