A Greek Story
From my studies of Epicurus
An American visiting Greece comes across an old man sitting under some olives trees drinking a glass of ouzo, enjoying the sunset.
The American asked “whose olive trees are these”.
Old man says “they are mine”.
“You pick them?”
“Only when I am hungry”.
“If you take care of them and pick the fruit you can sell the olive oil to America. Make lots of money, have a nice house, and servants to do all the work”.
“And then what do I do with all that money and time” The old man ask.
“Any thing you like” was the reply.