this morning, during my commute on a public transit system whose fastest pace rivals that of glacial formation, i found myself with a dead ipod battery, no book, and nary an abandoned newspaper in sight. that is to say, in the absence of stuff, i began to notice stuff.
i took to listening in on the various conversation fragments dancing around me. and i began to count the number of disposable consumer goods the average conversation involves. i don't think i would've even noticed if not for this year. but it turned into a sort of game, and i found myself doing it on the way home, too.
"we went over to his place for some playstation"...."the wireless on my laptop is so shitty"...."did you end up getting those shoes?"...."my phone's gonna die 'cause we're going into the subway"...
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