a million dollars.
I’ve been imagining that I have a cool million in the bank — well, intelligently invested. It’s out there somewhere doing whatever a million does when it’s working it’s numbers off. It’s somewhere to the right of me, taken care of.
I’ve been watching how a secret million-dollar investment might change me.
em>How would I approach this situation, if I had a cool million I could count on?
Here’s what I see.
My answer is more confident, less needy. I know where I stand. Somehow that million takes away the “I need to . . . ” and turns into “The best choice is . . . ”
It’s relaxing. It’s also attractive. People have been responding. I have too.
My imagined investment brought a greater return on reality than I had imagined.
I like that that thought, that sentence, that beautiful oxymoron.
Imagine a cool million. How might your re-imagine change your reality?
