So, what is my rich life? This is a deceptively simple question. On the surface, you’d think private jets, parties in Vegas, and a life of hedonism and excess like Jordan Belfort, The Wolf of Wall Street. But looking past the surface, that actually doesn’t sound like a very fulfilling life to me. In fact, when you really think about it, many of the things society tells us we should have (a big house, fancy cars, luxury travel) don’t even make us marginally happier. In many ways, they further isolate us from our fellow humans and shrink the communities we interact with.

Sure, you need a safe place to live, food to eat, and a way to get from point A to point B. But those needs can be met relatively easily. Even the rich and famous who have the nicest cars, homes, and fine wines still aren’t any happier than you or me. In fact, many of them are miserable!

So what would my “rich Life” look like?

For me, being rich has more to do with the ability to do what I want, when I want, where I want.