Me and my First Worlder problems
Here I am in a nation where even though I’m not in the Upper Wealth Class, I’m rich enough to do something as frivolous as ride a bicycle 300 miles. Yet I write something like this:
But at the end of the day, when all I can think about is air conditioning, a hot bath, and a real live bed, I didn’t want to deal with rain.
I’m not a liberal so I don’t have any “white rich man guilt” to deal with. And I earned the money to pay for the bicycle, the air conditioning, and the hot bath. But I do realize there’s folks who probably have more serious things to worry about than some fat dude on a bike wishing it would quit raining.
Maybe I’m just delaying getting started today …