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survival-ism
I realize that I could be happy with so very little. The more I get rid of, the lighter and better I feel. I keep feeding the pile in the basement, getting wider, taller...the pile that will next year be spread out on blankets and makeshift tables for ridiculously small amounts of currency.
I could give it all away. I might. But it may be very interesting to see who takes these things out of my life, and into theirs. There is some really cool stuff in that pile, I admit. Stuff I would love to find at a garage sale, if I allowed myself to go to garage sales.
Lately that is what I find my mind getting stuck on. The after time. The time that all this shifts, and we start a new way of life, with only what we can carry with us.
I want to be ready.
7:29 PM - Friday, Jul. 17, 2009
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