I choose the world

I’m writing this as I lay on my decrepit, sagging, broken-down couch. I’ve wanted a new one for a while but every time I go to buy it I look at the price and I think about all of the places I could go with that money. I guess, ultimately, given the choice between spending life on the couch and spending it seeing even a small portion of this big, beautiful, amazing world, I choose the world.

 

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