I think my obsession with "things" and "stuff" is because these objects don't leave you.
They don't wake up one morning and decide you're no longer good enough.
You can put them on a shelf and trust they'll be there tomorrow.
They sit in that void thats so desperate to be filled and they are always there day after day.
You could call it a cry for help but people wont care. They will leave. They always do but not "things".













