My idea of becoming rich isn’t a fancy mansion… It’s having enough for all of my essentials and having plenty left over…

Ya know, what used to be normal?

Look up 'Hell’s Angels" by Hunter Thompson.

There’s a chapter in the book where he talks about the economics of being a biker/drop out/artist circa 1970.

A biker could work six months as a union stevedore and earn enough to stay on the road for two years. A part time waitress could make enough to support herself and her musician boyfriend.

Or, to put it another way, in 1960 minimum wage was $1.00/hour and the cost of the average home was $11,000.00. A burger flipper could get hired on high school graduation day and be a home owner in 20 years without ever getting a raise.