Having reached "a certain age," clutter obtains a certain weightiness. Add regret, failure, aspirations unfulfilled, memories lost. The simple fact is you can't take it with you, much to the horror of the people you leave behind. A Deathbed Dirge for Detritus?
Well said and very true. Tim O'Brien's The Things They Carried comes to mind: "They carried all they could bear, and then some, including a silent awe for the terrible power of the things they carried.”
Ive offloaded some stuff, but need to offload a lot more. Simce I actually have a tribe and a social life now, its been difficult. But the short days and shitty weather should help me get this done over winter.
Having reached "a certain age," clutter obtains a certain weightiness. Add regret, failure, aspirations unfulfilled, memories lost. The simple fact is you can't take it with you, much to the horror of the people you leave behind. A Deathbed Dirge for Detritus?
Well said and very true. Tim O'Brien's The Things They Carried comes to mind: "They carried all they could bear, and then some, including a silent awe for the terrible power of the things they carried.”
Ive offloaded some stuff, but need to offload a lot more. Simce I actually have a tribe and a social life now, its been difficult. But the short days and shitty weather should help me get this done over winter.
This is beautiful
Thank you!
Stardust to stardust