i've reached the point where i don't covet or hunger for material items.
how ironic since i can now afford some of them. but i just don’t fiend like i used to, to cop new jordans or new suits or new cars or eames chairs or etc. sure i like the odd tie or book here and there, but the obsessive desire for certain things has just faded. i still like looking at them though, i guess that why tumblr exists.
“1492. As children we were taught to memorize this year with pride and joy as the year people began living full and imaginative lives on the continent of North America. Actually, people had been living full and imaginative lives on the continent of North America for hundreds of years before that. 1492 was simply the year sea pirates began to rob, cheat, and kill them.”—Kurt Vonnegut, Breakfast of Champions (via redsuspenders)