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simple pleasures

2 Apr

london 8.24pm 5C it had been raining, the ground is damp. tuesday 2019

its been quite cold , at one time it even dropped hailstones, but it is light. it was light as late as 7.30pm which took the edge off the cold. somehow, the daylight makes it not feel as cold psychologically than if it were dark. so i am glad we changed the clocks.

even though we are in spring, it is not unusual to have a very cold april, it kinds of turn the seasons topsy turvy. it can even snow during this time, which i recall it did. cant remember what year it was though.

but this time of year,  one tries to enjoy small pleasures rather than big grand gestures of enjoyment. a small pleasure for me to enjoy is eating a croissant that i buy from lidl. its so delicious and is a real pleasure to eat. washed down with coffee. i enjoy the bus journey there too. it is a direct bus 88 from my flat so no need to change buses with all the waiting that will be involved.

i had borrowed kevin kwan’s 2nd book about rich asians, called ‘china rich girlfriend’ and read it to find out what really rich people do to make their lives supposedly much better than the ordinary people who are not so filthy rich.

but i could not finish it, it got a bit boring to read, with all the name dropping of designer stuff and supposedly wonderful stuff that they can order at a whim, and that is supposedly gives them pleasure. but it is obvious none of it gives them any pleasure, they buy it and then move on to another thing because the pleasure is fleeting.and what they buy dont really mean much to them as it is so easy to get for them. it costs a lot and most people wont be able to get it, but there is no long enjoyment of that feeling, that u can get something that no one else can get so easily. and then there is the human interactions that he describes and it is all quite petty and small minded and just like the vitriol that happens amongst poor people .

being rich does not make you immune to all these petty human feelings. so i still do not know what is so good about being filthy rich , what special enjoyment that only rich people can get because of their riches that the rest of us who are not rich can never experience. so far, at least as far as the pages i have read before i gave it up and returned the book to the library… i have not discovered it.

at least being poor, i can get to enjoy the intense pleasure i get from eating my croissant, and pleasure from being able to do my own shopping and delights when i bag a bargain, or enjoy my own cooking, and deciding what favourite food i can chose to make and eat.

there is a lot of pleasure in that, for me anyway. it is like making your own tea to your own satisfaction or what you fancy that moment, and getting a lot of pleasure out of it;  rather than have some servant make your tea for you and being served by them hand and foot. some might say that is the height of what wealth can buy you , someone else to do all the legwork, but to me, they take away the pleasure of just doing the ritual of it and enjoying it for its own sake.