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I pulled into Nazareth, was feeling ’bout half past dead I just need some place where I can lay my head

Small and simple, my boat like my sandles suits my needs. A place to lay down at the end of a long day, Sookie is my refuge.  I’ve been passing out early these days from exhaustion, too much living if that’s possible.  You can’t fight the genetic urges of spring, earth, wind, fire, water, I have it all.  Nature is the ultimate form of simplicity.

Digital nomad
I’m too lazy to cook breakfast but I know I need to eat, another long day is beginning. It will reach 70 today. Not a drop of wind, more sail work and a real bath for both Sookie and myself. Simple chores, laundry, a trip to find a cabbage, trim my toe nails, go for a really long walk.  Everybody is always trying to give me rides or loan me thier cars, I prefer to walk. I don’t understand why walking is so offensive in our modern culture, walking is simple and fun and on my island very social.

A friend of mine emailed asking for help to lose 10 lbs of winter fat, I told her to sell her car and buy a bike, she drives one mile to work and has not once walked or ridden her bike.  She decided to join a gym instead because it only takes her a few minutes to drive there. I ponder convenience vs simplicity. The kettle is steaming which means it’s almost time to get working. None of my tools plug in, I’m forced to go slow and become part of the project. My knives are all dull, I will sharpen them with a Stone and oil, the same oil I cook with, the same oil I use as skin lotion, simplicity.

For fun I decided to see how far I could stretch a 25 ounce bottle of organic dish liquid. I used it to wash my body, my hair, my dog, my boat and my bike, it lasted 12 months, simplicity.

My lightweight mountian kilt, bare feet and lots of sun. I swim in it and it dries on my body, no laundry to do, simplicity.

I spent a full hour watching the dew dry from my decks, I’m an odd duck.  I keep blowing off potential relationships and dates and… Ther are times in this world when I feel like I’m the last simple human on earth and will frustratingly remain single until I find my eve walking naked down a lonely stretch of beach with nothing but a giant avocado and a sharp knife. The single life is the ultimate form of simplicity.

Hey, mister, can you tell me, where a man might find a bed?

He just grinned and shook my hand, “No” was all he said. -The Band