When you live in NYC for too long, it’s common to forget what you originally came to do.
I just got back from a weekend up in the Adirondacks — shingling the roof of this new shed, chopping wood to heat a sauna, playing soccer with a big group of friends — and it snuck up on me this morning upon waking up in Brooklyn, “Oh yeah, I came here to make $$$ so I could afford to live a peaceful life someplace naturally beautiful, where I can build sheds and play soccer all of the time.”
Folks, this internet shit is really addicting. Let’s spend some more time thinking about why we do it.
This is SUCH good advice. I just got back from a weekend camping trip with my daughter and son and had many of these same thoughts.
Sometimes I think “Life is good.” But then that ends and life sucks again. Seriously, though, these are some very true...
how incredibly true
it from Portland.
This is SUCH good advice....these same thoughts.
easily travel (and dream) without spending a lot
parties where people will take my picture
couldn’t have said