My father never encouraged a luxurious lifestyle, as a very stern veteran, he made sure to provide the necessities for his wife and children, when i was younger, i used to be the one that listened when every other peer were talking about what they got for Christmas and their birthdays, my father is not even a birthday type of person, life to him is luxury, he believed everyday alive is a special day and should be celebrated irrespective. This is how i have grown up, that didnt mean i did not have my cravings or desires, but because there was no room for it, i dropped them faster than i thought about them
Luxury to me is freedom, freedom to be able to express my creativity without boundaries. To know that i can be who i want to be and go where i love, and help who i can. Peace, being able to look up in the stars at night and cherish the beauty it beholds, these to me is luxury. And the fact that what i love to doing brings bread to my table is a lot of luxury for me
The freedom to work for me.