I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me that I had a chameleon soul. No moral compass pointing me due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide as wavering as the ocean. And if I said that I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying- because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one- who belonged to everyone, who had nothing- who wanted everything.
this is perfect
gpoy. All the time I look at people and imagine their life stories. What’s their narrative? So many stories to uncover. So many secrets to unlock. I wish people were more open and less judgmental or I were cooler or funnier or smarter so that I could know how to break all these barriers between people so that we can all share what we’ve been through and learn from one another because this human experience is what unites us and what sets us apart from all else that exists.
Wiens makes a good argument that as cheap resources dry up we’ll have to create an economy that better accounts for repair and reuse.