I want to be rich, I won’t lie. But not for Hermès , Jimmy Choo , or driving a Maserati . I want that kind of rich where I can go to the beach on a random Wednesday afternoon, order anything without thinking twice, fill my groceries without a budget, and know my family is always taken care of. To travel, show my kids the world, treat the people I love and say “don’t worry, I got it,” and help someone in need when I can. Most of all, I want to be rich enough to actually own my time. That’s what rich means to me.