“Things you own end up owning you”–Chuck Palahniuk

I’ve never been a big fan of Chuck’s books.  I tried reading one once and it was so grewsome and jumpy aroundy that I couldn’t get through it.   Meanwhile, I can’t sleep and have decided to watch Fight Club.  And I think Tyler Durden (Brad Pitt’s character) is right when he eschews materialism.  Note the title of this post.

I have alot of stuff.  I need to hire a gaggle of interns to help me ebay it.  Literally.  I have clothes that don’t fit, but are so cool that SOMEDAY they MIGHT just fit.  It’s the actress in me.  The eating disorder.  The wannabe fashionista that doesn’t leave the house.

However, if I was to release myself from “stuff”.  Would that make me happy?  Would it make it easier for me to move to a new city with only two suitcases and a futon?  This is my dilemma.  This is what I think about every day.  I love art, I collect it.  But will it end up owning me or is it an investment?  I don’t know.  This is something I need to explore further.