Dear friend — I can’t pinpoint the exact moment my loneliness left me. Maybe its departure was a gradual one, because I only noticed its absence many months after the fact. This was in April or May. I was walking down my tree-lined street in Burbank, greeting familiar masked faces as they passed (with gyms closed, my entire neighborhood turned to long evening walks) when I realized it: For as long as I could remember, I’d been lonely. Now, I no longer was.
"What if the aspects we believe to be the most intrinsic parts of ourselves — what feel like our deepest and truest desires, the ones we’re willing to die for — are actually external wants seeded in us at an early age by a capitalist society?"
"What if the aspects we believe to be the most intrinsic parts of ourselves — what feel like our deepest and truest desires, the ones we’re willing to die for — are actually external wants seeded in us at an early age by a capitalist society?"
Wow!