Some of my friends are genuinely scared. They suffer a fear of a future full of uncertainty and no way out. I feel helpless. They're so wonderful and I can't do anything to help them. I can't handle it any more than they can, but I'm not a stranger to this so I'm over the fear part. For them, this is foreign and quite scary. There are no plan Bs in sight. And they are too good of people to go through any of this. Being poor...being poor. How I wish to be so utterly rich. Like, obscenely so. It really is the answer. Of course for my comfort...and now even more to be there for the same people who have been there for me when I fell into misfortune. I look to the sky, searching. Servants of the creator, I ask for the most benevolent outcome to make me immediately very rich now. I have a lot of love to reward. Please and thank you.