Sometimes I’m in the Mood

Sometimes I want to live alone, with few possessions, all of the absolute finest quality, and be a selfish jerk, and be perfectly fine with that.

Sometimes I want to be a hermit woman who lives alone in the middle of Montana or Maine or Alaska. Tytania, you hate the cold. Shut up, this is a fantasy. I live alone in a little cottage with few possessions. Every day I hike, then come back and cook myself something delicious like macaroni and cheese. I listen to a radio and read fine periodicals and books. No internet.

Sometimes I love the life I have.