When I lived in the dorms in college, I saw everyone around me getting care packages from their parents, and I felt sad because my parents’ gift to me was that I could take some hangars for my clothes, but not the nice ones. I went to my girlfriends house and when her mom realized I didn’t really have much food in my dorm room, she took me into her pantry and started loading up bags of food for me, including just so many cans of pineapples. It was such a touching gesture that made me feel loved, especially considering she was definitely less well off than my parents. I ate so many pineapples that I got very sick of them, but I still think about cans of pineapple with great fondness.

When I fill the pot to make coffee, sometimes I’ll turn the faucet on and then turn away to complete some other quick task. Inevitably, I sometimes take too long on the secondary task, and come back to good, potable water flowing out into the drain. It makes me think about how that truly is the most valuable resource, and some day, I may look back upon those moments of carelessness with great shame. I’m not sure when the next big awful thing that will wipe out entire populations will come, but I’m already preparing myself to feel guilty about it.

What a wonderful way to spend life. I think I should start building a self-sustaining cabin in the mountains somewhere 😑

Ugh, fine. I’ll play fallout again.