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I'm Counting on Less Being More

Ever have a place or time in your life when you realize you are all done with something? Whatever fascination you once had with an object, person or habit...you suddenly find yourself unable to understand what your attraction was and you step away. Fatto, rifinito, nient'altro. Done.

It's not like the slow progression of phasing something out. I didn't realize the last time I rode my horse that it would be the last time I would ride. That just happened and it saddens me that I knew it was coming and I couldn't do anything about it. This feeling is almost a repulsion.

I am having that sort of feeling about nearly everything in my life. I haven't a clue how this might play out or how long it may last. Hopefully I will be able to get rid of a lot of material and emotional baggage. Lord knows I have enough of it.

First step? I am getting rid of all the food items that I have and know I have no intention of eating. Things like Hamburger Helper and other packaged food that has little or no nutritional value. Also, anything with high fructose corn syrup is getting pitched. Anything that has more than one preservative that I can't pronounce is gone. I am parting ways with partially hydrogenated oils. I almost feel a call to organic hippie commune living. Don't panic. I said almost.

Truth is that the hippie communes probably had the closest thing to a perfect society. I mean, if communism could work, it would be the kindest form of government. Nobody would do without. I had a conversation with someone who pointed those things out to me. I hadn't thought about it before. There is some merit in his argument. Until I pointed out that Charles Manson was into communal living. I told him that he did make a point for total depravity though. As long as sin will manifest itself as greed, communism will not work. But I digress...

Time to clean the fridge. By the way, this has nothing to do with New Year's Resolutions. I don't do those. I don't know what this is about but I am looking forward to it.

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