The second thought i have is how fortunate i am to live in a country where potable water is plentiful, and wonder what it must be like to have to replenish a water supple each day with a trip to the nearest source. This appreciation is an ongoing awakening occurring within me regarding modern conveniences.
Lately find myself wanting to live simply. It started with owning less and less, whether it be clothing, knick knacks, kitchen utensils. That has grown over time to this fairly radical fantasy of wanting to be almost homeless: living out of a van, obtaining day to day just what is needed for that moment. It's not that this fantasy is unattainable financially- i have a decent 401k that would be gutted by penalties if i were to cash it in, and a home to sell that would bring in a good profit- but grapple with the fallout of the decision. In short, that i am separating myself from the rest of the world.
It is challenging to see that same people day to day, even friends and loved ones. There has always been something very appealing about interacting with others on my own terms- strangers allow this luxury, as no stranger, with a balanced mind, expects intimate conversation. So i fantasize about this scenario, or occasionally a worse one (zombie apocalypse) that forces this scenario on me.
One can dream.
