It came to me to fast to realize.

I had the fame and fortune right before my eyes.

I had money stacked from the floor to the door. In fact, it went out the door into the next store.

I completely forgot about charity and all the things I was dared to bring.

“Fame is a funny thing man” It’s like getting caught in quicksand. You get sucked into it’s grand land. Much too fast for you to stop, breath, and stand.

The money is alive. A living breathing thing that strives and it brings you to it’s life. Forces you two to collide. To coincide and stand side by side, with pride, in the life you’ve supplied.