"In what constitutes the real happinesss of human life, (the poor) are in no respect inferior to those who would seem so much above them. In ease of body and peace of mind, all the different ranks of life are nearly upon a level, and the beggar, who suns himself by the side of the highway, possesses that security which kings are fighting for."

-Adam Smith, the father of modern economics, 1776

Thanks, Adam.
Although my bank account will soon be diving into the world of negative numbers, I do have the absolute freedom to sun myself in the park for as long as I wish.

I just learned that although people in the middle class are happier than those living in abject poverty, those who are in the upper class are not happier than those in the middle class? And yet we work so hard to get there... (from the book, Stumbling into Happiness)

I leave for Morocco on Friday for 5 days of coach training in the desert. It's so beyond my imagination that I find I don't have material with which to daydream.

Then I'll stay for two weeks with a French woman named Roxanne who works for the Coaches Training Institute here in Barcelona. Then... who knows.

I'm still looking for work... jogging in the morning... saying prayers... writing songs... missing Maine... feeling groundless and alone.

I'm going to go celebrate my wealth with a .60 euro baguette and a good book in the park.