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What a brilliant day.
My clothes have dried completely-from my wash yesterday. It's cheaper NOT to dry them after waiting an hour and a half, while they soak and twirl with fabric cleaner, in that white white expensive son of a bitch machine. I'm thankful for him though. For it. For her.
An oberservation has been made. I am happy with change. It takes a chunk of good change to really help me recognize my gratefulness, even to the change that is difficult and disguised at first. Last year I wasn't happy with certain changes, at first. Over time (everything is 'something' when it comes to letting time take its course) Last year? Gah, I know that change has hit me hard, near my nose, many times...but I think of last year because it was huge piece of change I remember most. I'm so glad for it...I'm so glad for all of the change. How BORING, how miserably boring life would be with out good, bad, small, huge chunks of change.
I feel the change now. It's rightfully not disguised...it's a mix of things...I guess what I mean to say is that despite certain feelings, places, qualities, societies, politics, there is always something magnificant about life.
Who really cares about things that are due? What is money? How can these things truely be important to what it means to live? Sure...I care about those things to a point, but there is no use in getting 'depressed' about the materialized world we live in. Our consumers society...our fast paced world.
All of these chunks of change have landed me in a place, in my mind, where I am comfortable. It's probably not permanent but hopefully it is the basis for my thoughts, for my lifetime, or maybe after my lifetime.
My clothes have dried completely-from my wash yesterday. It's cheaper NOT to dry them after waiting an hour and a half, while they soak and twirl with fabric cleaner, in that white white expensive son of a bitch machine. I'm thankful for him though. For it. For her.
An oberservation has been made. I am happy with change. It takes a chunk of good change to really help me recognize my gratefulness, even to the change that is difficult and disguised at first. Last year I wasn't happy with certain changes, at first. Over time (everything is 'something' when it comes to letting time take its course) Last year? Gah, I know that change has hit me hard, near my nose, many times...but I think of last year because it was huge piece of change I remember most. I'm so glad for it...I'm so glad for all of the change. How BORING, how miserably boring life would be with out good, bad, small, huge chunks of change.
I feel the change now. It's rightfully not disguised...it's a mix of things...I guess what I mean to say is that despite certain feelings, places, qualities, societies, politics, there is always something magnificant about life.
Who really cares about things that are due? What is money? How can these things truely be important to what it means to live? Sure...I care about those things to a point, but there is no use in getting 'depressed' about the materialized world we live in. Our consumers society...our fast paced world.
All of these chunks of change have landed me in a place, in my mind, where I am comfortable. It's probably not permanent but hopefully it is the basis for my thoughts, for my lifetime, or maybe after my lifetime.