No More Stuff But...
I think you need to go through some stuff to really appreciate life
and understand what it means to persevere, overcome and have faith.
I think those tough times make you a stronger person.
Judith Hill
No More Stuff But... Obviously, there's much to be said about "stuff". Of many varieties. It was Saturday morning, things seemed pretty typical. People out and about. Some with their dogs on a trip around the neighborhood. Baby strollers too. Directional signs for the weekend open house events indicate that the real estate market is still alive despite words and warnings to the contrary.
"Stuff" was happening. And then my sense and idea of "stuff" shifted. A sign appeared on a street corner. Then another. And still another. A yard or patio sale. A garage sale "spectacular". Maybe some creative marketing homeowner decided to identify it as an estate sale. Of course, there are community events like this that create a certain synergy for commerce. It seems to be a cottage industry. Stuff is big business.
On the second Sunday of each month, rain or shine, the Rose Bowl Flea Market is held in Pasadena, CA. More stuff. Countless varieties. More categories. More than fifty years of success with stuff.
I don't need more stuff. But apparently many people do. They like stuff. So more stuff must be better. Some people collect things. Of all kinds. There are more reasons to go to such events than simply stuff, right? People watching for one. Collecting memories doesn't need a wallet. Enjoy and collect whatever may strike your fancy. After all, stuff happens. Certainly.
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No More Stuff But...
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