There are times in our life where we are so clueless in direction. No future to ponder, no vision to strive, no goal to achieve, not even the slightest desire to invoke a sense of purpose in ourselves. Just a constant attempt of gratification for short term benefit. It would go without saying that time would catch us up. Either by getting old, being sick, or an unforeseen incident. Things would change before one could even begin to prep up. For example, what if an earthquake were to happen tomorrow and it just so happen that we are in an elevator at the particular moment the building begin to shake? Sure thing, one can't escape a bad luck anymore than one can chase a sleazy dream. This is not a question about choice, and certainly not one about an ability to predict the future. Since when and where can't be guessed, how about making sure that things were well before or maybe after the incident like earthquake occur? Buy an insurance policy, for example, that would cover material damages incurred from any natural disaster. Even so, that so many things are covered by indemnity, where do we begin to value that life perhaps needed a course? Say we have an insurance for our health, our property, our employment, and our investment, when do you start feel that maybe it is not 'enough'? Well, given the relative adequacy to define what is enough or not enough, perhaps we should begin by asking when do we feel that money simply doesn't pay? That our health doesn't measure up to the two hundred thousand usd dollars the insurance company would compensate in the event that we are diagnosed with cancer. That our house is not valued at five hundred thousand usd dollars when so many laughter, tears, and toils were shed during the cultivation of those priceless memory. That our future, while assured now by the reimbursement from the loss of dissipating stock market, does not assure itself from the next catastrophe. I always thought that the frame of mind is predicated from the notion of safety. Again, given the relative form of the meaning safety and security, we are once again blessed with 'MONEY' to mediate our inadequacy. Simply put, why worry about your pain today if you can buy happiness tomorrow? But if everything is negotiable in terms of time, dollars, and the assurance that things are not only going to stop worsening but invariably getting much better, then doesn't it speak loud enough that our feelings, our emotions, incurred by losses, pain, and sufferings, can be paid for, reasoned with, or traded with products and services that potentially amounted to happiness arbitrated by money?