The more I have, the more I realize that all that matters is the small discoveries, the little interactions, the improvised, messy, glued-together moments that lie at the center of our happiness. Everything else is just a distraction.
Lately this kind of thinking seems to me to be about as romanticized as everything other type of dream lifestyle. I don't feel as if any one type of lifestyle is the best necessarily, but that you can get closer to having a better lifestyle in your own eyes. I'm not sure I have my thoughts together enough, though.
