Jul 09
I have found myself, to my considerable surprise, doing some deep thinking about stuff . As in: Crap. Things. Knick knack. Papers. All that. The occasion was a move –the before, during and after. My wife and I have been having to confront the cumulative load of stuff in our house and lives, stuff that has to be stored, then moved in order to be stored again. (Irony, anyone?) If you are a regular reader and remember my feelings about, say, Diogenes or simplicity , or my utter loathing of
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