My house currently lacks things like milk, bread, eggs, yogurt... Things that seem like staples. I have a mango, nectarines, peaches, tomatoes, yellow plums, an enormous zucchini, two cucumbers; these seem like luxuries. The same could be true of my life in general.
The security I long for, knowing where my next paycheck is coming from, getting paid holidays and dental and contributions to a pension, are things that seem like staples. I have no problem with collecting cameras, buying fabric in swaths, drinks/dinners with friends, trips to see my family... These are the luxuries in my life. I cannot organise the staples, so rely on the luxuries to make my life feel normal.
I can watch three movies from the library, but I can't pull my shit together enough to go to the grocery store or return my bottles or recycle containers.
I think I'm on the path to becoming an eccentric shut-in. When I mention having to thread through stacks of newspaper and other piles, know that the crazies have taken over.
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