“I kept wishing with real regret that I were capable of living in such continued simplicity. But I am not. Sometimes I honestly want to live in a plain room with a narrow bed, a chair, a table. But then I would need a bookcase. I would see a poster I must put on the wall. I would pick up a shell here, a bowl or vase there, another poster, enough books for two bookcases, a soft rug someone might give me--and where would the first plainness be? I cannot fight too hard against it, but I regret it.” M.F.K. Fisher
Like Fisher, being held captive by the flotsam of forsaken simplicity fills me with regret. Believing in simplicity is easy; living it isn’t, especially in an age and milieu of abundance. Some battles will be won and others conceded. Lest I get too down on myself. I remember the Rough Rider. No matter the outcome, to undertake a worthy cause is to dare greatly.
And so I soldier on. Join me. I could use some backup!