I read a very sad story in my Readers Digest about a young boy who was trying to save up enough money to buy and hour of his hard working dad's time.
Long hours in less than ideal personal circumstances is one of the harsh realities of today's life. Is it possible to escape the rat race? I don't know – I never succeeded. I saw very little of my girls when they were younger, as I sought to progress my engineering career. I blamed Fiona for her constant hankering after things, but if I'm honest, my own pride and ambition were my downfall. I took on too much, trying to reach the top. I had all my priorities wrong, ended up getting stressed out of my mind, almost losing everything I loved most, and ended up at the bottom instead, a broken drunk squatting in a one room hovel.
