Sometimes I really feel anti-capitalist. I don’t want to buy things, but here in the west it seems like we only have value if we are consuming. But don’t get me wrong, I love the dopamine hit that comes from a new purchase, especially food. I love me a trip to a grocery store, but not just any grocery store, a fancy bougie grocery store. When my son was sick, on the good days in between vomit and fever we would run to the grocery store… my favourite guilty pleasure when crap hits the fan. Whole Foods. I love that place, its beautiful and it smells good. More importantly when…