My life is lacking in great stories
I have completely run out of money. My monetary situation is such that I can't even afford cigarettes anymore.
I feel really bad about this, but not because I can't go out to the bar anymore. I feel bad that I have led such a privileged life where not being able to afford to get my nicotine fix constitutes a tragedy. Many of the kids I teach at the school where I have an internship live below the poverty line. There are children who do not have running water or electricity in their homes. There are kids whose parents cannot afford to feed them, and I am complaining about my inability to go out on the town.
Sometimes I really need a reality check.