This was my first thought as well. Societies have collapsed in the past, only difference now is that it is global in its nature. I can’t live thinking it is going to get better in the future when it cannot.

I have made my peace though, and enjoy the time still left of relative stability.

A kindred spirit, I too change all linen, towels, teatowels on a Sunday. I love the feeling of crisp linen and rough towels.

I have sets of “three” of everything. One set in use, one set in the laundry and one set in the closet. I only buy new things if visible frayed and no point trying to mend.

Yes. I, in fact, do enjoy crafting in pyjamas whilst gulping down a cup of coffee and some cookies.

I am currently reading The Psychology of Money by Morgan Housel and Stella Maris by Cormac McCarthy.

Stella Maris isn’t bad, but I am not so hooked as I was when I read The Road or when I struggled mentally to read the Blood Meridian (all that violence did go under my skin, but it was a valuable learning experience).

Morgan Housel’s book seems a like a light read and it is giving me that excellent a confirmation bias on what I believe is the nature of money.

Last book: Perfume: The story of a murderer by Patrick Süskind. I ravaged through it quite fast and enjoyed the descriptive writing style immensely. It’s supposedly a book with many intresting layers, but I loved as a novel about world of smell.

Currently: Though I tend to read several at the time depending on my mood, my main book is Breaking together: A freedom-loving response to collapse by Jem Bendell. I work with environmental stuff and I feel like we are past the point where ecological modernisation is a answer to all of our woes. It is well-written book and you can download it for free.

If I understood correctly, it is the drought in Spain, which is causing the flamingos to seek new feeding grounds. I feel like this is yet another problem caused by climate change, that we did not expect (though we knew animals will migrate). Maybe it is not all caused by CC, but definitely it had something to do with it.

James Joyce - Ulysses. I have let it rot away in the back of my mind, because of the “prerequisite” to read the whole western canon up to the point when it was first published. While this no exactly true, I can’t help thinking this way.

Someday.