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Mans loves his beans

Just motivated me to clean my whole apartment

“If I knew for a certainty that a man was coming to my house with the conscious design of doing me good, I should run for my live, as from that dry and patching wind of the African deserts called the simoon, which filled the mouth and nose and ears and eyes with dust till you are suffocated, for great that I should get some of his good done to me,—some of its virus mingled with my blood.”

Okay so like he really did that shit. 😮‍💨 y’all I’m finna 🏃🌲🪓=🏠

People make me feel like I’m being so damn dramatic when I express my complete disdain for our societal expectations. This is the affirmation and validation I needed: all this is actually bullshit. Likewise—and fortunately— Thoreau appears to have optimistic intentions with writing Walden. It isn’t just: “I ABANDONED society for 2 years 😤🫶🏼😎 here’s what I learned.” This is medicine.