Yet more things

Lately, I've come to love two things: the new thing that is there and the old thing that isn't there anymore.

I bought a new thing that I love, a bicycle. A good one. One that's made out of carbon fiber. I love it a lot. I'm very satisfied that it's sitting there in the corner.

Then I sold some things that I never used. Guitar effects, a synth, a motorcycle. Now, I feel relieved that they aren't there anymore, clogging up the cupboards and gathering dust under the bed. It felt like taking a big dump. I'd like to have the minimal amount of stuff I can survive with. But quality stuff.

People and things

One of the things I remember about school is a teacher asking the question "which do you prefer, things or people" some 20 years ago. Possibly, I remember the incident because I was embarrassed to find out that I was the only one in the class who preferred "things"over "people".

I remember that at the time I was disappointed in people. Or probably very much in the turmoils of the teen age. Anyway, at later ages, the only sane answer to the question seems to be "people".

Lately, I've come to the conclusion, that, yes, people are more important than things, but however, things are very important too. You've got to have things, be interested about them, do things, talk about them with people. Otherwise life is uninteresting. A bunch of philosophers floating around in space would seem an uninteresting way of life. The things and the people are intertwined, interacting pieces of an universe.