Singapore was the first stop (albeit a brief one) where I saw any semblance of my old life. There was a huge financial district with skyscrapers adorned with the names of many of the companies that once employed me.
There were high end luxury stores everywhere and there were steak houses galore. There was even a massive casino to boot.
So I felt it. The energy, the rush of that life that was mine for over two decades until recently. People were running around in suits. Industry conferences were everywhere. 7 level Seafood Towers were being shared at tables around me.
Times have changed. Now I am watching how I spend money. No more “stuff”, if for no other reason than I have no room to carry it. But the truth is that without the income to offset it, stuff is not really an investment option anymore.
I wondered, what did I leave on the table to make this change?
Am I missing out on all the fun of “nice things” and “the rush of the trading floor?”
Honestly, there is a part of me that knows the answer is “yes” to those questions.
But after the initial pull of the sounds of the Sands casino, the smell of some wagyu $150 steak and the big lights of another designer store wore off - I am reminded of why I left all of this.
That "stuff" didn’t make me any more happy when I had it.
But man, it is hard to see that, when one is surrounded by it.