If This Book Exists, You're in the Wrong Universe (John Dies at the End, #4)

by Jason Pargin

the ones who probably don’t think of themselves as rich because they don’t have a yacht. Their true wealth is invisible to them because it comes in the form of what they’re missing: that constant hum of anxiety that sucks the energy from the rest of us. If their refrigerator craps out, they can fix it. If they fall down the stairs, their insurance will cover the hospital bill. If the breadwinner loses his job, he’ll have his pick of landing spots. When I daydream about having money, it’s not about jewelry and Jacuzzis and Jet Skis. I dream about having that unseen cushion, that margin of error I can just take for granted. I

But I’d kill to have that, the luxury of worrying about the future.