I don’t know if a tattoo is material… I guess the ink is, so I’ll go with that.
Before coming of age I had plenty of ideas that I would be slightly embarrassed of today (and being slightly embarrassed is, as we know, the worst possible outcome with tattoos from a past you’ve outgrown).
I’ve changed my mind enough over time that I now know I could never decide on a permanent design. But right now I’m really into face spiders. Hopefully that notion fades by the time I feel secure enough in my career to do face spiders…
I was on the Tesla 3 waiting list many years ago. When I hit the top of the list I wasn’t totally ready to buy it just yet so I stalled. Eventually I got moved to the Tesla Y list and again waited while family things sorted out. In the end, I got my reservation money back and I’m very very very glad that I didn’t buy:
- A new car for no real reason (I drove my 2004 Subaru for another 10 years or so)
- A car product that’s turning out to be of terrible longevity
- From a Nazi
Drove the 2004 Subaru until we sold it and moved to a country where we don’t need a car at all. Much better way of life.
This was in high school, but the way universities are going in the US right now, I’m feeling kinda vindicated in opting not to go to university.
A luxury car complete with touchscreens, back when a touchscreen was magical and revolutionary. Car maintenance and privacy concerns have taught me to love the very opposite, a 90s Chevy.
At first I was embarrassed and disappointed that my new car had absolutely no futuristic modern features whatsoever, just old-fashioned tactile knobs & buttons. But seeing all the Tesla & electric car fiascos & nonsense over the past year, I’m now ridiculously grateful for this basic vehicle I have.
Anyone who has an old car still has gotta feel some level of vindication right now as new cars for all price brackets are screwed right now on multiple levels.
A motorbike. I’ve had a few close calls in a car, I don’t think it would have worked out well (2 wheels instead of 4) on a motorbike.
drugs
So many things. But for some reason the only one I can think of right now is in 2003 I wanted a memory foam mattress so urgently I could cry. We had no furniture whatsoever. But in retrospect I’m glad we didn’t get a mattress because everything is temporary and everything I’ve ever acquired has poofed into oblivion anyway. Best to live without. Poverty builds character. I guess.
