Tell me, do you also have moments of intense frustration and an unweilding desire to hurl things into a black hole? Perhaps clearing out the clutter will bring me closer to that place of eternal peace…?
I know, I know, I haven’t quite reached the stillness of mind required of a yogi. Give me time.
The word ‘etcetera’
Quit the laziness and list what you mean.
Everything dies. Tell me what’s the point?
They break, fall out, hurt and cost a fortune. And, anyway, my favourite food is the soft and sloppy variety.
Travelling is a damn sight more peaceful with skeletal financial awareness.