Tag: ownership

  • Things for Other People

    Very little of what I own is actually for me. It’s for other people. Chairs for other people to sit on. A tiny little overburdened window-mounted air conditioner so other people don’t die of heatstroke when they walk into my tropical apartment in the summer. Blankets so other people don’t lose appendages to frostbite when they walk into my meatlocker of an apartment in the winter. But owning stuff for other people doesn’t make any sense.

  • Up and Gone; Or, The Ease of Relocating in the Digital Age

    I recently had the pleasure of dogsitting for my parents while they were out of town, and in the process of temporarily relocating myself to their house, I realized something. It’s extremely easy to pick up and relocate ourselves in an age where everything has gone digital. This isn’t really a surprise. There are lots […]