



*“Happiness has a limit for me. A limit where I can’t take any more. This limit comes to me much quicker than other people. It comes even quicker than a tiny ant’s. Because you know… this world we live in… it’s actually full of happiness. Everyone is too kind. The mailman brings up a heavy package just because I ask him to. Someone gave me an umbrella, once on a rainy day. But then… All this happiness at once, I can’t stand it. It’s much easier just to pay for it. That has to be why money exists. People’s sincerity and kindness…if this all came out clear as day everyone would just be so thankful. They’d be crushed by happiness. That’s why you exchange it for money and pretend not to see it. Kindness…it’s everywhere. Everywhere in this world. That’s why I buy it, with money. I buy it. Because I can’t stand it anymore.” *
