I'm watching Prince Caspian, eating reese's cups, and contemplating a paper I need to write.
The paper isn't tough, just a few pages from a personal perspective, but it's got me thinking since the topic is about what poverty means to me. I'm torn between two thoughts. A more literal definition involving the absence of materials such as food, water, and shelter is certainly more straightforward. But taking a, "you can't be truly poor as long as you have your health, love, and hope" approach is appealing to me as well. Something to ponder anyway.