Why I like my apartment
Written by: Josh Morrison | 1 May 2009
I like to day dream. Unfortunately day dreaming costs me more than I would like to admit, for instance it has taken me 20 minutes to write this sentence and I know that the rest of this column is going to follow suit.
It’s due less to any sort of deficiency or incapability of mine to focus or pay attention than it is just a relentless compulsion to be elsewhere. Anywhere that I wouldn’t be bound by duty or obligation.
Most would think of such a place as lacking physical substance and only a pleasure to be found in one’s head or the hands of the wealthy, but I call that place my apartment.
Now I’m not wealthy by any means or measure. I make just enough to manage rent and Top Ramen twice a month (I buy in bulk). Yes, I have goals and dreams, ambitions of my own to follow and I’ll get there eventually.
Unfortunately the way the system is set up it seems that with enough work and diligent labor everybody will get there… eventually, but I would prefer to get there before I am too old to have fun with it.
The finish line
I think that’s my main problem. The finish line seems so far away that the baby steps I have to take to get there don’t seem to ever really add up and a lot of them don’t seem to make sense at all. But that’s why I like my apartment.
Is it great? No. Is it good looking? No. Is it warm? Only in the summer, but I can do what I want in it. What I do in my apartment is nothing that I don’t want to do. For some people, they have to be doing something all the time, even if they’re just thinking about what they want or could be doing. I find incredible enjoyment in doing absolutely nothing.
Absolutely nothing
I like to take long showers and waste water. I like to stare at books on the shelf thinking “that would be a good one to re… nah I’ll do it later.” I like to sit in front of computer screens staring blankly and thinking of… really nothing.
“I enjoy getting up at the crack of noon to eat Twinkies and chocolate milk.”
I suppose it’s probably unhealthy and it would be better for me both physically and mentally if I actually came up with a regimented game plan and stuck to it. But why? I mean, that’s a lot of work. Besides I enjoy getting up at the crack of noon to eat Twinkies and chocolate milk. I like ordering eggs and bacon in restaurants at 9 p.m., (but only if my roommate’s buying because like I said before I can’t afford it) and why not! We’re American! If we want breakfast for dinner than we should have it!
I do what’s expected of me at work while I’m clocked in. I sometimes do what’s expected of me at the college when I’m there and so I lay on my couch and watch Oprah when I’m home.
Getting acquainted with my couch
Unfortunately I’m not home very often but with summer break around the corner my couch and I are going to be getting better acquainted, along with my television and my grill.
I have hobbies. I’m not personally too interested in sports, I mean I just got done explaining how I like to lay around all day, but I like to pal around with friends, you know, collect stamps, eat, I love eating, I love finding television channels in different languages and over dubbing them myself; it comes out like a bad episode of Friends.
I don’t have to
But that’s the beauty of it. I can do that and I enjoy doing it, and most importantly I don’t have to do it. I don’t get graded on it, I don’t get paid to do it and I don’t have to have it done on time and it’s probably because of things like that, that I find myself in the hole a lot.
Wasting time is my favorite pass time and it is an abuse of my time and power to do so and in that I tend to lose sight of the finish line. So baby steps or no, everything adds up, so call in sick to work on occasion, go to class, you’ll get there.
Eventually.
Josh it’s quite interesting post, but the reality is every one likes his home even if he has hut, well i really enjoy your post while reading it. good work
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