Existence vs. nonexistence
I sometimes wonder how much of a life to live over the next 7 odd months. I find that there is so much to be done that I being to sacrifice pleasures. Empty things like, should I buy myself that new, insert some item of use like clothing etc, do I need one? Should I dress myself in rags till the day comes to hit the road. How do I balance in the material world as I shed layers of ownership.