With steady manic called coffee, though not many today, we play the game of not just talking about ourself. Driving sometimes you can see people on the street. They are all competing for a chance at that big house and new car, everyone has a better car than you these days. You see some guy on a motorbike in the rain, or a mother and child, might be a nanny you think, a hot nanny. These people like you all want simple things, a safe house to sleep in, a reliable car and money for food, mobile phones and computers.
Though what is this competition? Like a football match we bash and crash to the finish for our trophy. Is this you? Will you fight for a BMW? Is this your calling?