The Stuff of Our Lives
It’s always refreshing to me to begin a new year. I sense new possibilities, and the urge to clean out clutter from the year before, although it’s usually a bit daunting to see how much I’ve actually collected, and to begin the task once more. I remember seeing on a friend’s wall an irreverent poster which was completely covered in piles of junk, gadgets, toys, and what-nots. It proclaimed, “He who has the most stuff when he dies, wins, but he is nonetheless dead.” I took tha