Pureza

For some weird reason, I'm sooooh poor now.

I don't get it.

I've a got a good, not great, salary. Way enough to keep my lifestyle, I suppose.

I don't really spend that much except for this iPhone - which was a need, mind you, because I was robbed.

My grocery is less than a hundred dollars in a month.

Rent now is lower since I moved - even the utilities.

So, what?  And why? And how?

And, now that I want to go to enroll in a gym, I couldn't.

I want to buy a microwave, I couldn't.

I want to party like hell, I couldn't.

Even just to get a massage, I have to really ponder about it.  Because its not just the massage but also the tip and tuktuk fare.

Whutthehell?  You know something's wrong that even a massage is something you really have to think about before getting one.

Hey, universe, what's happening?  I'm supposed to be rich.

Filthy.