I’ve never been used to going out of the house: after going to a mall for a short time (about 45 minutes) I went home and fell asleep. In these excursions which punctuate my home-oriented existence, it has slowly dawned on me that practically everything has been made commercialized. I remain contented most of the time because I control the urge to consume and to purchase; it is indubitable, however, that without self-mastery I would be nothing less than a dilettante.

I'll just post my friend's cute puppies.