On my way to the grocery store, I pass an apartment complex that, for the past few weeks, has had a large banner waving from its brick fence. It reads:
Peace of Mind, from $999!
Now I call that a bargain. Even the most cash-strapped among us could probably find a way to come up with $999 for peace of mind. It sounds much more promising than most of the agonies I’ve heard described in the relationship, therapist, education, vocation, and intoxicant-related threads on the SDMB, posted by various Dopers in their quests for peace of mind.
I may give them a call, just to ask when they’re having their Meaning of Life special.