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We can’t spend every moment treasuring the things we love. We still get mad at the dog for tracking mud through the house even though one day, we would give anything
to have her muddy paws back on our white carpet. We still roll our eyes at our parents’ needy voicemails even though one day, those recorded moments will be all we have left.
I can lead a hundred lives in my lifetime.
Most people in their twenties and thirties, despite
what the internet wants us to believe, are living in houses built out of the things they can find that work.
