Stuff

We must have stuff. Stuff to make us comfortable. Stuff for convenience. Stuff to love. Stuff to make us feel good about ourselves. Stuff that’s better than other people’s stuff. Stuff for recreation. Stuff to remember stuff. Stuff. Stuff. Stuff.

Then we pack up all our stuff and move it around. We pack it up and move it to the attic or store it to make room for more stuff. 

Then we retire and ask ourselves, “Where did all this stuff come from?” “Why in the hell did we need all this stuff?” “How are we going to get rid of all this stuff?” The kids won’t want it because they are on the way to collecting their stuff.

Yard sales and estate sales and Ebay. More chances for people with stuff to get more stuff. More people wanting what you didn’t want. Stuff.