So, I’m really enjoying NOT being in a house right now.
After you’ve owned a house, you really enjoy the low maintenance of an apartment again. No yard, someone (most times) to receive your deliveries,…etc. You can spend your weekend enjoying your life, rather than caring for your stuff.
That having been said, there’s something I’ve been thinking about lately.
I don’t touch the earth.
I don’t dig in the ground, plant things, etc.
My work, and my life, is lived primarily for information. The truth is…I usually deal in ideas…not in atoms. And I think I might be missing out on something.
This post is giving me inspiration to think about doing some experiences on the weekend that get me dirty. That force me to recognize the earth, the soil, the water perhaps.
Here’s to upcoming weekends…and the gritty feel of soil.