Maybe this world is another person’s hell. ~ Aldous Huxley
I’m one of those people who lives modestly and well within my means.
I don’t have a lot of stuff.
I am not a minimalist by any stretch of the imagination…
I have just never felt the need to keep up with the Joneses.
I live in a small urban apartment and pay reasonable rent.
My appliances and fixtures are circa 1960’s.
Excuse my mess!
I love urban living. Everything I need is right there – at my fingertips.
My car is 12 years old. I use it mostly to travel to and from work.
Otherwise I walk…
to buy groceries
to my doctor’s and dentist’s appointments
to celebrate ‘Girl’s Night Out’
or just to take in the beauty of my neighbourhood.
The things I indulge in are traveling and clothing.
I am content. I have all I need and more.
I have a roof over my head.
I have food in my stomach.
My world might be another’s hell
or maybe for the majority of the planet
it is more accurate to say that my world would be all they have ever dreamed of.