Because I Might Die Tomorrow

I love to eat, no matter what.
As a child, I wandered from one local candy shop to another, and as an adult, I’ve searched for delicious restaurants on social media and gone on food tours.

Lately, I’ve grown tired of traveling far, so I mostly frequent nearby ramen shops, izakayas, and chain restaurants.
Even when I occasionally think about going to a slightly more expensive place,
once I think, 'I could go to that other place five more times with this money,' I just can't bring myself to go.

Everyone dies someday.
That’s why I want to eat what I want and die feeling truly satisfied.

And yet, surprisingly, I’m not overweight.
That’s because I exercise so that I can eat.
I run, I swim, I dance.
I can’t fight against age, and my body is gradually sagging, but
considering how much I eat, I think I deserve to praise this body.

So, most of my money disappears into food expenses or the gyms and equipment I use to stay active for the sake of eating.
Everything is about earning to eat well and moving to eat well.

I’m not popular with the opposite sex.
I’m only occasionally relied upon because I know hidden gems for cafes and sweets.
But rather than being popular with someone, I want to pour my efforts into eating.
Just as people work hard at dieting or studying for certifications, I want to be serious about eating.

After all, I might die tomorrow, right?

I just don’t want to have any regrets.
Investing is fine, but there’s no guarantee it will bear fruit.
If that’s the case, I’d rather spend my money on the happiness right in front of me.
At the end of the day, for me, investment is about enjoying a future feast.

'I might die tomorrow.'

Ever since I found that sentence in a book I read once,
I have kept those words as a kind of charm.

When the end of my small world eventually comes, I want to be full and satisfied.

On my next day off, I’m going to go eat some fluffy, melt-in-your-mouth French toast.
Because that is my own modest 'proof of life'.

#HowISpendMyMoney