The Curse Of Things

Why I don’t want stuff

I have no books, knicknacks, decorations, and really no personal items at all. Just some minimal clothing, my laptop, headphones, and not much else.

Yeah. Simplicity like that is liberating.

If I’d been rich, I’d be surrounded by crap. Crap that would do me no good as death comes closer. Crap that I would have to figure out who to give to before I go.

The hell with that.

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