this appeared in my facebook feed the other day:
you guys, i shouldn't be allowed to read such things.
because now i want to live in a tiny house.
it's like this little simple-yearning hippie inside me started frolicking around and writing poetry about the oppression of the city and piles of junk i don't even use, and that inner hippie said, "Yes! Yes! Tiny House! Let's order Tiny House T-shirts! In organic cotton!" she is quite vocal, that inner hippie.
and now you have to read the article!
would YOU live in a tiny house?
if i didn't have such a hefty book collection and copious amounts of thrifted threads this might be more feasible for me.