Confession time: I’m partly powered by smugness. I’m not even sure that’s a bad thing. The thought struck me the other day as I was pouring coffee from my battered, decade-old Thermos:
I’m a pretty awesome person for not buying a new one, aren’t I?
I’m old enough to know what buying a new Thermos would entail. It’d throw me into that old familiar cycle of obsessive research, giddy purchase, and New Object Energy that quickly gives way to “the thing I pour coffee into.”