pygmy

I'm house/cat sitting for a friend for a few weeks. OMG it's nice to have a kitchen and refrigerator and an oven and outlets and fast wifi and running water and couches and bookshelves and kitties running around and a shower and a toilet and a thermostat and a patio and space and access to a laundry room. To all of you reading this that have a house or apartment or at least a room in a bigger house to call your own even temporarily (presumably all of you): take a moment to realize how fucking awesome it is and how lucky you are. That is all.


To be clear, I undertook this lifestyle (living-on-5ish-dollars-a-day) voluntarily, but I sure as fuck am going to enjoy these comforts while they last. They aren't costing me a dime AND I'm doing a favor for a friend.
Part of the reason I undertook this "project" was to learn on a more visceral level to appreciate what I have, even when it's very little. So far, it's working. My childhood was less than idyllic, but at least I was never houseless, even if sometimes running away might have been a better option than staying. Anyways that's not the point. Just be fucking thankful. Luxuriate in it. Make some tater-tots or bake a cake, just because you can. Take an unnecessarily long bath. Watch some dumb British tv show that you downloaded on your computer. High five someone, preferably someone living under the same roof, if you can.