What does it say about me when I get up in the morning, take a nice shower, put on clean clothes... and then immediately go snuggle up on the floor with the dog to read a book? I spend 15 minutes getting clean, and two seconds to get covered in dog hair and slime again. Now, most people would probably think "oh man! Now I have to go get clean again!"
But all I could think, other than "this is a very interesting book" was "For once, I am exactly where I want to be."
What does this say? It says that I ought to be a hermit, and just live out in the woods somewhere with a bunch of animals. Unfortunately, there are very few hermits who have made lucrative careers out of refusing to join society (in fact, I can't actually think of ANY at the moment) and even worse, if my future pets are anything like the dog I was snuggling with, being a hermit is going to be an expensive lifestyle. Bummer, man. I guess it's back to the rusty knife and dumpster.
All it takes is a well spread out village of like-minded hermits willing to trade value and provide for one another. Eventually the hermits would own the rapidly-shrinking real world thanks to the poor hearless worker-zombies who seek ever louder and shinier escapes into thinner, brighter and bigger screens.
ReplyDeleteI would recommend a summer of anarchy, followed by a fall of broken desolation and rebuilding. That is where the survival skills are to be learned which will be needed for the woods and the coming winter. Dogs weren't always domesticated, and a good one will fend for itself in the wild. Besides, it would be well worth any effort to keep a good one for the companionship and protection they could provide.
What book are you reading?