The things you own end up owning you. in Whey and Sonic Screwdrivers.
- Aug. 27, 2022, 9:02 a.m.
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I grew up on a bilevel house, so it’s a little funny for me to say this but. I don’t really want nor need a big house. Why exactly do people want a big house to live in? Status, maybe. Space to stretch, maybe. But room for stuff?
The longer I live here, the longer there are things that sit in my closet that have not moved one inch since I moved in.
We all know this on some level. The things we carry with us, the stuff. The physical memories from the past.
No doubt if I had a big house, I’d probably fill it with more stuff.
My bedroom is pretty bare and I like it like that. Bedroom is for… my bed. It’s for sleep. Okay, and for intimacy with a girl. I like girls.
Gosh I love intimacy.
Ahem.
Just a morning thought of the virtue of living simply. Yesterday was Deadlift Day, and I didn’t sleep well last night. Somehow it’s already 8 am. Trying to get myself to the gym, as I drag the hell out of my feet getting to the gym every session.
“Don’t you like lifting?”
Yeah, it’s a habit. I like it. I also have cyclic thoughts and difficulty focusing. : P
I can’t be the only one who has wasted an evening after work, and lamented, “I could have spent that time playing Mario Kart, but noooo, I did absolutely nothing!”
Oh, at the risk of repeating myself. Lower Decks is awesome.
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