What am I relying on? What are you?
I’m in the midst of organizing my things. Admiring them and relishing in the sheer enjoyment of feeling so blessed. And maybe it has crossed my mind before, but the underlying truth of how much dependency I put onto these tangible items has settled into my mind.
A Place to Land
It never stuck with me how much of luxury things are. I think the world kind of sells you onto them, giving the illusion of how attainable it all is. And it never occurred to me just how many things needed to be in order for you to indulge in those things.