Perhaps it's having been indoctrinated by a global empire and then watching it collapse at a formative age, the multiple social science degrees, the slew of jobs involving blunt objects being swung at my head, the 20+ countries I've travelled to, or the budding career in politics - but my value spectrum has stretched so ecclectic that I can hardly see the extremes of good and evil. I am humanism incarnate, and inadvertently corrosive to the rigidity of man-made concepts.
Cooking bland but delicious Russian food.
- A few friends I consider family.
- Nocturnal life, and adequate protection from the sun, because some of those quirks society criticizes you for are actually health needs.
- An Android device w/ high-speed internet.
- My Smith & Wesson Special Ops (that's a utility KNIFE, not a gun) - some survival skills never become obsolete.
- A secluded place in nature to occasionally retreat to, on a hike or camping trip, alone or with a companion.
However, these are the activities I enjoy:
Hanging out in relatively quiet dive bars, coffee shops, and lounges, enjoying high end liquor and tobacco in tempered amounts and either pecking away at my laptop writing abstract poetry and prose or socializing, be it with friends or complete strangers, discussing politics and society.
A good local music show or art exhibit. Many of my friends are artists in various forms and I have the privilege of frequent invitations.
I'm adept at counting cards (it's nothing like the movies), so occasionally you might find me at a local casino.
Walking. In a park. On the beach. Down the street. It doubles as exercise, but primarily it's a means of meditation. Often done in seclusion to get my processing up to speed with the constant onslaught of complex human behavior that is my work.