Today I watched a 3D printer at the library create a bolt for a piano. Yesterday I got up close to a seal at the Smithsonian Zoo. The day before yesterday I examined the bones of dinosaurs, ancient human species, and holocaust victims. We lead a charmed life is what J-man told me the other day, referring to himself and me, and our jobs are to better our psychological state because so many people working other types of jobs for money don't have that opportunity.
J-man and I live in my 01 Honda Civic Sedan. We lie down the back seat to sleep in the trunk at night and then pack up the bed in the trunk during the day. He has food stamps and we both have money saved from previous jobs, but we live a low-demand lifestyle.
The cycle continues: food, shelter, wifi. Does one eventually find a passion or does a trade eventually steal you?
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