for the fresh air. the flowers and not car fumes, coal plants.
i’d rather do shit for myself and for friends, than somebody who sits in another room or even a building in another state. scarcity and the upward flow of profit is lame. externally caused intensification? no thanks. i’ll intensify myself when i wish to, thank you very much.
ah, a slower pace of life.
a preference for face to face contact, not mediated by screens (i like body language and scents of people, screens to date have difficulty conveying this).
i like gift giving more than debt and the accompanying guilt.
for the songs instead of noise.
rather stub my toe than get into a car accident.
no need to go to a gym for exercise (not that there is anyhow, but some seem to think so).
healthier food.
friendlier company (one would well hope).
a view of hills and trees and fields not ugly condos and business buildings.
no repetitive geometrical concrete patterns, so far as i know. beautiful barks and leaves and feathers and furs, not lifeless walls.
no bills. no rent. no bosses.
grass to lay down on, and trees to lay under.
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oh, and can’t forget this one: ability to piss whenever i want, wherever i want (it’s kinda hard to get away with this in a college town when living downtown one’s surrounded by swarms of students).
AND not have to wash it down with gallons of water.
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