I didn’t have any trouble wrapping my head around the idea of catching fish and rabbits to eat, but I was having trouble imagining a world where I traipsed back into my parents house every morning to shower before work. If I was going to use the shower, I may as well move into the basement until I got word that E-- died.
“You don’t need to eat rabbits,” my sister explained, “and you can probably quit your job.”
She went on to show me how my thinking was limited. I had only considered the money from the sale of the house, but she pointed out all the money I would save from not owning a house. “Electricity,” she said, “and cable.” Once we broke down the numbers, there was enough to wa...
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