wen's financial freedom is like a wild mustang: it bursts into view, rears up, and then suddenly gallops off in the opposite direction Guess you could say I'm still finding my reins
wen's financial freedom finally arrived - in the form of a toaster that dispenses hot coffee and a partner who loves me for who I am (financial instability included)
life is like a bad investment: it'll inevitably tank, then miraculously rebound Meanwhile, my cat's stash of catnip remains surprisingly consistent in its excellence