I've been fantasizing a single life living in a caravan moving from one good view to another.
Fantasizing though isn't romanticizing. I'm simulating all the tiny details of caravan living.
Turn out there's so much about regular home-living I have to sacrifice to make this work.
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The caravan simulation in my head continues, going through each hour as if I'm living in a caravan without actually doing it.
On the bring side it does generate some gratitude about the abundance of creature comfort at home.
