The house is great. The car is fantastic. Totally. I love to see a gorgeous home, and when I do, it definitely makes me swoon with dreaminess and longing.
It’s not enough. If my life isn’t full of love, passion, accomplishment, and authentic curiosity to see what life brings well then take the f**king house. ‘Cause that shit is transient and static, and often weighs you down. I think it’d be cool to run around the world in a camper and live in a new place every day. But also, that’s not going to happen because my daughter needs school and stability, and I love her too much for that. But my point, and I think I do have one, is that the stuff is temporary, and we only get one go around, so if you’re not sucking the marrow out of life, if you’re not grasping to experience love and passion and truth, then what are you here for? And can you get out of the way please?
Here’s to a new week, what are you going to do with it?
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