It's always been easier to acquire junk than to part with it. I look at pictures of my old hot rods and wonder, "Would I like to have that back?" Yeah. I could sell it again. It's time to get rid of everything that has accumulated. If I kicked the bucket tomorrow somebody would be stuck with a major headache.
Seems to me that I need a guitar, a pen and some paper and a couple of dishes and cups. Oh, I guess I should keep a couple of chairs, towels and my I Pod, too. You don't have to tell me that it's not gonna happen. I know. I am moving in the right direction, though. From now on more going out than coming in.
Give your love away in great big doses. You'll never run out.