the ease of american life

For the past years i have sought a certain level of domesticity and ease. It seems that i have temporarily placed myself in such a state. A creature of habit and routine. I run errands when there is really no need, i create them for the sheer joy of completing them. Little lists of paper in my pocket upon old receipts and scrapped junkmail. I got my first cellphone, signed a lease agreement, ironed a shirt yesterday, and now am writing a blog...