Runaway Future

Earlier this week, I bought a tea at a local coffee shop. The tea came to $1.80 and I paid with a toonie.

As I got handed the two dimes back in change, the morning light flashed on the coins, mirroring a flash of enlightenment that struck me at that moment.

I thought to myself, ‘hey, I’m doing alright, I’ve got a decent job, I have some money in the bank, I have a pretty good apartment and I’m doing ok in the world. I have some great friends, I’m relatively healthy and successful for my age. People seem to generally like and respect me.’

‘How can I throw it all away?’

So I punched the guy behind the counter in the face.