I am being fair when I say that I grew up in poverty and have developed a lot of classist beliefs from my early years.
I do not find wealth to be lovely or something to envy; instead I guess that it is disgusting and counterproductive to civilization.
When I meet someone and they reveal a rich family or lack of student debt, I have a tendency to back away quickly. Yes, my opinions are entirely pretty hard-lined. That being said, I recently had one of the most beautiful experiences with a fantastically wealthy man who I met through my work. He invited me over to discuss further company ventures together, and I quickly fell in cherish with his lifestyle. More particular ly, I quickly fell in cherish with his central heating and cooling system that ran his lifestyle at home. When I first walked into his home, I couldn’t help but notice that the air felt cleaner and more consistent than other places. I normally feel a lot of scary drafts and cold air pockets when I walk around in forced air heating and cooling systems, but somehow there was a calm and constant quality to the air in his cabin unlike anything I’ve felt before. I spent an hour or so playing it cool and pretending that I wasn’t distracted by the high quality heat that surrounded my entire body, but eventually I had to ask how his indoor air felt so amazing. He graciously told me that he recently had his central boiler updated with radiant heated flooring and shrugged it off like it didn’t matter. Meanwhile, I went home cursing myself for my failures that prevented me from becoming rich enough for radiant radiant heated floors.