Topic: could not afford to lose
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Fri 10/17/14 08:55 AM
What one physical material of yours could you not afford to lose?

Ɔʎɹɐx's photo
Fri 10/17/14 09:01 AM
nothing at all , it doesn't matter anymore

MK2's photo
Fri 10/17/14 09:06 AM
my truck
its my business frustrated

mrld_ii's photo
Fri 10/17/14 09:12 AM
Nothing. That's what insurance is for.


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MK2's photo
Fri 10/17/14 10:47 AM

Nothing. That's what insurance is for.


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yeah, but insurance doesn't pay for my layover time

mrld_ii's photo
Fri 10/17/14 11:06 AM


Nothing. That's what insurance is for.


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yeah, but insurance doesn't pay for my layover time


True. That's one of the detriments of earning a salary.


Bonus is you can take time off, here and there, and still receive the same paycheck.




My bad. I misunderstood the question; on my browser, it referred to "physical material" things...time is a concept, as is whether or not said 'time' is wasted.


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Fri 10/17/14 12:14 PM
Dang that browser wording of the English language is sometimes concise.

I've lost it all a few times and started all over from scratch. Does it matter? Consumerism at it's finest.

mrld_ii's photo
Fri 10/17/14 12:21 PM

Dang that browser wording of the English language is sometimes concise.

I've lost it all a few times and started all over from scratch. Does it matter? Consumerism at it's finest.


Yup, yup. Scariest moment of my life was when, at 50, I chucked it all and started all over from (almost) scratch, with whatever would fit in my little hatchback automobile.

Ironically, it was one of the most liberating and empowering experiences, too...starting all over from (almost) scratch at 50.


Kinda sets the needle back to *right* when determining what is and is not important in life,


yanno?


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Fri 10/17/14 12:29 PM


Dang that browser wording of the English language is sometimes concise.

I've lost it all a few times and started all over from scratch. Does it matter? Consumerism at it's finest.


Yup, yup. Scariest moment of my life was when, at 50, I chucked it all and started all over from (almost) scratch, with whatever would fit in my little hatchback automobile.

Ironically, it was one of the most liberating and empowering experiences, too...starting all over from (almost) scratch at 50.


Kinda sets the needle back to *right* when determining what is and is not important in life,


yanno?


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luv you, sweetheart, :heart: , and I also loved my Exploder at the time, driving a couch, with a trailer behind, under 6,500 #'s. ha.

I hate dusting those little knick knacks that (I gave away with sentiments attached.)