going postal: the things that you own

I love Fight Club for its rich dialogue and heavy one-liners, such as in this image (via havecoffeewillwrite, via Worth1000.) I wrote a bit about Fight Club here.

I've been thinking a lot lately about what I own.

When I move, I'll give a lot away: much of my furniture, my plants, my clothes, my dishes, my pots and pans, my appliances.

I won't give away my collection of art, however. Or my precious books, signed by friends and authors, many of which were bought in far-away countries in dusty used-bookstores.

I'm attached to owning beauty.

It's a difficult vice.

Don't ask me what these two images have in common, but in some, freakish way, they're connected. (image 2 via gapingvoid) For an interesting post on the sex and cash theory, check out lifestylism.)

Comments

[Tish G.]

I've been thinking about the same stuff (literally and figuratively!)A friend who just moved back to India sold everything before she left. And I wonder how much of what I have I'll be able unload when necessary. So many books and cds! I could get by with the clothes on my back (and maybe a change of underwear) but parting with my books would be torture.