And, yet, our modern tendency is NOT to simplify, but to complicate. When we’re younger, we might have thought that a simple life is a boring life. But, by the time we’ve hit 50, we know our life could use a little downsizing. In that spirit, I penned this poem below.
“Why Do I Do This?”
I wanted toast. Just toast. That’s it.
Then I made a spread, a whole buffet.
A Pinterest board, a custom kit—
Now it’s brunch for thirty. Yay?
I went to buy one simple chair.
Came back with six and vintage rugs.
A feng shui guide. A cedar stair.
And four artisanal coffee mugs.
My calendar was clean last week—
Now I’ve got three book clubs and Zumba,
A goat-yoga class (twice a week),
Will summit Machu Picchu before Aruba.
My closet holds six types of coats—
In case I’m skiing in Nepal.
Or starring in a period piece
Where long tails matter most of all.
I know I could just do one thing,
Not build a theme park out of it.
But chaos has a certain ring…
Besides, I’ll blog about it.
-Chip