I guess it was a little impulsive, but I got an apartment in Mongolia yesterday.
I've only been here eight days, but I like it enough. And I felt like I needed some grounding to get all my work done. Worst case scenario, I just eat the security deposit if I move on early.
500,000 tugruk a month. $400. It's a nice place. Furnished. Near Sukhbaatar Square.
Then a funny thing happens - my inclination after moving in is to think about all stuff I could buy to fill the place up. I think, ah, I could get some really nice soaps. And some of this, and some of that.
And it strikes me - that's kind of absurd. Don't mistake me for anti-consumerist, because I'm not. I think mass production has done so much for the world in terms of getting a reasonably high quality of goods to people at a good price.
But I thought about why I was going to buy some stuff, and the answer wasn't, "Because it's useful and/or necessary for doing what I want to do." No, it was more like... "Because I need to mark this territory as mine."
Huh. I don't so much need or want things, I was just thinking like a dog wanting to piss on a fire hydrant.
Maybe I'll go buy some of that stuff, or maybe I won't. It's not a big deal either way. But I think the thing to remember is that the stuff around us should be less important than the stuff we're doing. You can be in the most spartan of environment with good people you like being around, doing interesting things, and life is fantastic. And without associating with people you like and doing things worth doing, then all the stuff in the world doesn't help.
This isn't an anti-consumerism post. No, consumerism is awesome, in its place. Rather, this is a make-sure-you're-defining-life-by-action-not-by-stuff-that's-around-you post. We can all use some more of that.
"But I think the thing to remember is that the stuff around us should be less important than the stuff we’re doing."
I guess it's the same reason people hang pictures on the wall. I suspect that making your living place cozy and personalized gives a feeling of familiarity and safety. When you move to a new place, personalizing/familiarizing it can quickly remove a layer of unnecessary emotions and make the transition smooth.
Most friends - aren't.
Hell, acquaintances are better than halfway friends. With acquaintances, at least everyone is real about where you're at.
A lot of our camp are people who were on their way very much up in the world before the financial crash hit, but we were all a little unstable and shaky since we don't have decades of experience yet.
Many of us got broken down. Some scraped by and kept moving. But all the young businessmen I know went down in the world.
And like, when you live a couple blocks off Newbury Street with nice art and nice furniture and some swords and a fireplace, it's really easy to make "friends."
It's great to have money. Money can buy you many of the finest things and experiences in life. Sure, there are some things you can't get for money, but there really aren't that many.
When I was a kid, I used to dream about having a yacht. I could spend hours researching different luxury yacht models, looking at pretty photos of what I thought represented a happy life.
I guess I was spoiled by our materialistic world from an early age. Or maybe I was born that way. But now I've learned that materialistic goods don't add much happiness to our lives.
I used to think that owning a Retina Macbook Pro would make me so much happier than having my two-year-old laptop. So I worked really hard and saved up some money until I could finally afford to buy it. It's by far the most expensive thing I ever bought.