Sentimental about inanimate objects

[mtbc]

Paying over $5/lb to ship items back to an already furnished apartment makes one reevaluate their importance. There are things I've held on to for over twenty-five years that I've now disposed of. Admittedly, one of the items that I'm sadder to give away is my poker chips but, well, the metal cores make them heavy. It was also sad to say goodbye to my car. It is nothing special, a 2016 Kia Rio5 EX, but it has served me well and I have spent plenty of time with it. Since selling it, I drive a rental that I will return to the airport as I leave the country. I held on to the battered wooden chest that my grandfather used in his military career and to the landscape that his friend painted, I wish I knew more of the story there, the mists of time swallow so much that once mattered. I'll give away the television I've happily used for maybe fifteen years, the new apartment already has one but, again, it matters to me that it was a pleasure to use. I am also giving away books ranging from technical texts like The Art of Electronics, Mathematical Illustrations, and my vector calculus textbook, to even the large children's Bible I had when I was small.

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[mindstalk]

Vs. my plan to barely own anything. :p

[wpadmirer]

We've already lived here for almost 27 years, so we've lost the battle with owning very little a long time ago.

[mtbc]

I've found it literally handy to have a range of things at hand, often when something unexpected comes up, I have a way to deal with it among my possessions. Whether that's worth the baggage is another matter. I am sentimental too, mind, e.g., when I cleaned my shoes lately, I used the brushes that I had used with my father when I was a little kid. But, then, I think of other handy items, like my devices for opening tough jars, and it all adds up.

I have wondered how much living in decent VR could make even more physical minimalism palatable for many.