It makes me nuts

It makes me nuts when I can’t find something. After I’ve looked in about four places, I start swearing and fuming. It’s silly, really, but that’s me.

I often harangue about the corporate oligarchy and greed and the media and how we’re all sheep…you know all the stock phrases. These are all good reasons to simplify one’s life, and have fewer possessions. They are my reasons, with an addition: I just want to have so little crap that I can always find what I need. No clutter to move around. Everything in its place.

Since I’m not anal enough to be organized, I resort to reducing the number of things I need to organize. Maybe that only makes sense to me?

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