REALITY CHECK | I Chose to be a “Starving Artist”

A so-called starving artist, that is. As seen this morning on my way to a cafe with my deluxe laptop — sporting cute sandals, smelling fresh from a shower, already tasting the gourmet coffee. I need to remember this man the next time I gripe about my restricted budget, which is restricted because I chose to quit my day-job for awhile.

Some people would relish the opportunity to decide whether or not they want to afford an overpriced latte.