Passing the gas station. Where there’s fuel, and the slim chance of winning a million dollars from the lotto tickets they sell. If I won a million, would I be good enough… Even if I won a million, I’d still need to eat properly to keep my mood disorder (anxiety) under control. I’d still have to work, in that sense. There is no quick fix to become a person who will be loved.
(Actually it is more about what I can give someone, than about what I can receive. But they’re intrinsically linked).