stuff

If you don't own anything, then all the stuff that requires maintenance (like dishes, laundry, dusting, organizing, putting songs on your iPod) can't take up your day.

If we all went around naked and ate with our fingers, think of the time we'd save!

harmony

You know, sometimes things feel right. And sometimes they don't.

Sometimes they don't feel right and you deliberately ignore that fact, because you are so invested in them feeling... well, right. Sometimes you're hoping they'll feel wrong, and they don't. Often they're a little of both, and then you just go along making the best of it. But sometimes you don't have to think about it at all; you just know they're right, instantly, on-the-spot, and you don't bother to consider any other options.

Examples of the kinds of things in my life that have instantly felt right:
-the college I went to
-what I ordered for dinner at the restaurant last night
-friends, the first time I met them
-the apartment I live in
-moving across the country (the first time)
-certain clothing
-the wording I chose while writing something, or saying something
-adopting a stray cat
-picking up a piece of furniture out of the trash, with an eye to refurbishment
-travel plans
-the extra pinch of something I added to a dish that wasn't in the original recipe
-music
-the earrings I put on yesterday morning
-the idea of getting into bed right now and reading until I fall asleep.

hot tea

is good.

I'll take one of those!

Someone... or more likely, something, keeps posting spammish comments on my last post. They seem to be advertising something - but what that something is, why anyone would want it, or how anyone would get it, I was unable to determine.

I'm thinking that they have not sold very many whatever-they-ares lately.
Call it a hunch.