Did you know I'm in the top 11% richest people in the world! Pretty sweet huh? It's nice to know that I live like royalty while others only hope to sleep without rats eating at their feet. It gives me that good feeling inside to know that I throw away leftovers while others starve. My wife runs while listening to her ipod while others run for their life from persecution, evil regimes, and civil war. I don't drive a car older than 2001 while others can only hope to have a pair of shoes that new.

And here's what I'd like to propose. Here's my solution. I'm going to feel very guilty about having so much and wanting so much more. I'm going to view the problem as something that is so huge and distant from me that I just might be able to let my conscience forget about it. I'm going to continue to let food mold in my cupboards and my fridge. I'm going to toss the freezer burnt stuff in our alternate chest freezer in my parents garage and maybe add some new stuff that I can throw away one year from now. I'm going to justify my actions through rationalization. And all the while I'm going to revel in the fact that I'm considered poverty level in our wonderful United States. Poor me. Poor poor me. I'm so dang poor. Please send me money so I can afford to pay my bills (which includes my cell phone, my high speed Internet, and my air conditioner).

I'm realizing that cynicism and sarcasm are good things to hide behind. That way I can make absolutely no changes in the way I live my life...maybe I'll write an update blog once I've done some journaling and once my wife and I figure out how we can simplify even more...or maybe, in all honesty, I'll just get caught up in life and forget to ever write or thing about this again. God knows. And I pray I do the former, not the latter.

Final addendum: After some quick thinking I've realized that I've written this blog before. That I'm guilty of the latter and not the former. May Johno's words be true about me, I don't ever want to be the person I was yesterday. May the cycle stop.