Nothing is something, and something is delicious. This is my new philosophy in life. For the time being, as I let much of my life fall through the cracks some call relocation expenses, I come to realize how much I do not really want if I have to pay to transport it from Life A to Life D. As my own computer is one of the many such items lost and gone forever, this chicken and rice delicious of the week will have suffice as a delicious of the month, but hopefully, it is delicious enough to do so.

As of October 1st, I will have more or less moved 4 times in the previous two months. This may shock you, but I consider it an opportunity. Friends, I consider this my two month experiment in whether or not socialism actually works–whether or not a young urban professional can survive with minimal possessions, relying on the hospitality of others, some of whom he just met, in order to feed, supply, and transport himself. And so far, I continue living.

As I sit on a couch on the first floor of a random stranger’s apartment listening to a marching band of a cultural festival playing a US/Italian National Anthem remix right outside, I now understand. America is delicious, not for its possessions, but for its overarching philosophy that capitalism works through efficiencies of scale–that helping someone now will help you in the future. America, consider this my post-student loan. And some day, I will pay you back with interest.