Saying Goodbye to my Things

Downsizing 24 years of things into two bags (and a bicycle box) is like tearing a bandaid off; slightly painful, liberating when it’s done. This is my anthem for the day:

Plastic Bottles
Imported Water
Cars we drive wherever we want to
Clothes we buy it’s sweatshop labor
Drugs from corporate enablers
We’re not living the Good life
Unless we’re fighting the Good fight
You and Me just trying to get it right

Love can free us from all excess
From our deepest debts
Cause when our hearts are full we need much less



The Submarines; You, Me and The Bourgeoisie.

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