elements, essential substances
Spending my waking hours on my daily chores and errands gives me a certain clarity and purpose.
I spent eight years getting through college. I don’t know why I didn’t just drop out halfway and look for greener pastures, something more hands-on, something more fulfilling for me. I’m often impulsive, but I was dead set about finishing college, for some reason.
There are a few things I’ve picked up on, learned, that I feel are especially useful: belief in god; looking people in the eye, in the face when speaking to them, rather than being too afraid; being content with what I have, rather than purchasing more; listening to music—the musicality of deep silence and of everyday hums and whirs, and of hip hop and r&b, the earthiness and raininess of it, the windiness and fire of it.