No, World. No.

Once I thought the world was a thief. Robbing my time. My money. My energy.

Taking, taking, taking.

I was wrong.

How can I call it a thief when I willingly give?

The world says, "Do."
Do this.
Do that.
Do more.
I say, "Okay."
I cannot stand up to the pressure. The manipulation. The guild. 
I say yes. I do.

The world says, "Spend."
Buy this.
Buy that.
Buy more.
I say, "Okay."
I cannot resist the ad. The lure. The fact that my neighbor has one.
I say yes. I buy.

The world says, "Work."
Work.
Faster.
More.
I say, "Okay."
Everybody else seems to be busy, productive, busy. Why not me?
I say yes. I work.

But what do I gain?
What do I gain by over-booking? Over-spending? Over-working?

I don't.
I lose.
And my family does, too.

So I learn to say, "No, world."
No.
I stop.
I save.
I rest.
Do less, love more.
Spend less, give more.
Work less, rest more.

No, the world isn't a thief. I am a willing servant, spender, worker.
I have not been robbed.

No, world.
No.