I have employment, enough to live, not enough to immerse myself in conspicuous consumption.
During my youth I embraced minimal living, reveled in it. As I grew, I forgot the beauty of less, fell more and more into the trap of gain for the sake of having.
At this stage of my life, I am returning to the basics of life. And I delight in this. I am remembering gardening, canning, raising chickens, and glory in the prospects of the fantastic freedom of recreating my life in a simple, less hectic fashion.