amitabha

One day I will live on an island again. And I won't have a computer job, but instead I'll have a modest job where I sell the fruits and vegetables I grow. I'll live in a small house with shutters but no glass for windows and the breeze will blow through it from dawn to dusk. I'll walk through the town and know the names of the people in the shops, but buy only what I need. I won't own a tv, but I'll have a radio on the front deck so I can listen to the weather or an old tape from time to time. I'll spend the morning with my cats basking in the sun and spend the afternoons snorkeling for things I can sell. When the sun sets I'll light a few lamps around the house and read while the waves lap the shore and lightning bugs flicker in the background.

I feel better just thinking about that. fucking stupid jobs and stupid people.