I own everything I ever wanted.

Yesterday I came to the realization that I own everything I ever wanted.

I'm not sure what the implications of this are yet.

I used to have this mental checklist of things I would like to have someday. Good, solid things. Once I wrote out a list, mainly because I like making lists, and this seemed like a good one. That was about two years ago. The thought occurred to me a few months ago that my list was basically all checked off - but I realized that I wasn't quite there. There was this one thing that I wanted, but it was kind of expensive, and I didn't really think that I would get it any time soon. So I was shocked to receive it for Christmas last month. I think that I was using it to reassure myself that I still had some kind of possession based goals to work towards. Caveat - Let me say that I don't have a house or physical property. But I haven't wanted one (or any) of my own up to this point, so I'm not counting that. It's interesting how goals change.

Anyway, now that I am at this place where I have no desire for more stuff, I am filled with an occasional longing to get rid of everything I own. I don't know where this comes from either.

Peace be unto you. It's good to post something again.