1. Do we even need laptops anymore? So many devices in the world ... It seems like one of them should suffice. But it's never quite enough.
2. And it's ALL about enough. Enough food. Enough love. Enough stuff.
3. Enough is a really weird word. Enuff. Trough. And yet, stuff, huff.
4. How to stop? Weaning. I'm trying that approach for the sugar problem, anyway. Replace sugar with protein. It's just not fair, realistic or reasonable to take away a major pleasure source and then flog yourself for missing it, which is my usual approach. Protein will not adequately replace my nice wallet or love and friendship, so we'll just have to keep searching for that one. (By the way, credit for this idea is again due to Martha Beck. I have no original ideas.)
5. But without stuff, you can start over. Literally, buy a new notebook. Moving on.
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Sunday, March 17, 2013
Sunday, March 3, 2013
Here we go again.
Someone walked in my (unlocked, apparently) back door last night and walked out with my laptop and purse. I was home, upstairs, probably asleep with the cat. Richard was in the basement smoking cigars and heard the footsteps but thought it was the cat or old house noises.
I am completely blank about what the universe wants from me. Less internet thoughts? Should I guard my things closer or give them away? I have always believed the answer was to give it away. But I wanted to do it my way, safely.
I am mostly chilled by the loss of my little notebooks. My lists... My unfettered feelings. A month of unedited poetry. All gone.
So I am out there somewhere, and also here. Take what you need but not more! I will try to do the same.
I am completely blank about what the universe wants from me. Less internet thoughts? Should I guard my things closer or give them away? I have always believed the answer was to give it away. But I wanted to do it my way, safely.
I am mostly chilled by the loss of my little notebooks. My lists... My unfettered feelings. A month of unedited poetry. All gone.
So I am out there somewhere, and also here. Take what you need but not more! I will try to do the same.
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