Glory Days

I’m a nerd. My glory days were long days and nights spent in the soft glow of computer screens, eating greasy take out, rarely sleeping. Somehow, my partner and I nursed our creations into a net worth that continues to explode.

But I long for those glory days.

My wife longed for the tokens of my success. I hated the $1,500 jeans, $900 sneakers, and $300 T-shirts she bought for me. But a happy wife ….

Now she and half my money are gone.

When the door clicked closed behind her, I crawled through the sprawling attic seeking happier times. My Levis faded by time and broken in sneakers give me something she never did—contentment.