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A MINIMALIST'S THOUGHTS ON MONEY

The more things I forsook, the more important the money became. Something was missing.

I made good money – great money – during my days in the corporate arena, but the problem was I spent even better money. And that was a serious source of dissatisfaction in my life, one that would haunt me for most of my twenties.

When I was 19, I worked six or seven days a week and I earned more than $50,000 a

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