The Skinny
So a couple of months ago I got to thinking about stuff. Namely my stuff. I’ve spent the last 26 years (is that how old I am?) accumulating a plenitude of stuff, and the more I think about all of it the more I believe that the stuff we own takes a toll on us. As I look at my DVDs, books, comic books, video games, extra guitars, worn out clothes I don’t wear, and assorted junk the more I feel trapped or burdened by it. I realized at some point along this cognitive venture that I never really took into account this burden when I bought these things. Some things are things that even now I still want, my computer, my acoustic and my Epiphone (though I could use a lig