Empty Pockets

I felt sad today when I had to tell someone I could not afford to go on what I believe would be an amazing trip next year. I only wish I could, and to be honest, it was all a bit weird watching other people try and come up with ways I could swing it, then trying to downplay missing out to make me feel okay. Some of them I didn’t know that well, so it was a bit difficult having to own up as being less-wealthy than perhaps they thought.