Appreciate it. Thankfully, the thought of having to tell my friends I'm leaving them is what snaps me out of doing it. That and my executive dysfunction making it hard to bring myself to buy a gun.
My little house is cozy. The world is full of assholes, insects, and pollution. My little mind control device has a connection to millions of people all over the world. It's full endless imagery, naked women, and fart jokes.
If only I could get my fireplace going I'd curl up in a ball and die happy.
I recently visited Yellowstone National Park for the first time. As the largest park in the continental US, I felt like I could live in the backcountry for the rest of my life, just soaking in the natural beauty.
Unfortunately society refuses to collapse, so I'm stuck trying to find a job that will pay the bills I accrue just keeping food in my dog's belly and a roof over our heads.
Not just refuses to collapse but does so while actively trying to fuck people who live off the land with stupid bullshit like rainwater collection restrictions and such.
I worked hard for my little box! All my favorite stuff is there! Even when I go touch grass, pretty soon I miss my little box. My little box is my favorite place to be!
And they've brought it into your home, so you can see and experience and reach out to it from wherever you may be and whatever abilities you have. Rejoice
It IS a big beautiful world out there and as fun as it would be to go wandering around and looking at all the pretty shit you'd just die of exposure. Gotta remember the practical realities.