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She said it's like how people say they want a million dollars. Everybody says they want a million dollars but the thing is you get it, and your whole life is disrupted. You don't know who your real friends are any more, you obsess over stuff you never used to worry about, you quit your job and then wander purposelessly through your days, and the money doesn't make you happy, and the things you buy don't make you happy, and you question everything. I like my job, I like my life, I know what I'm good at. I don't want the drama and confusion of that kind of change. I don't think I'd be good at being a millionaire. 

And he said sweetheart, everybody wants a million dollars, and you sort the rest out later.  

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