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As I hear the washing machine in the background and listen to Enya on the Bose, I realize just how far away I was. Much farther than miles. Washing my clothes by hand in a bucket of cold water was partly doable because I only had to wash 2-3 times a week as I wore my clothes for at least three days. Less hot water meant fewer hair washes and virtually no time spent on my "toilette".
There was so much less to maintain in Nepal. So much less to take care of. Much more time was available even without the accoutrements of my western life.
Owning less, thus cleaning less, straightening less, managing less gave space for more.
Can I live within the more and keep the less, which was truly more?
