I wanted to post this as well. In case anyone is going through this. I have boxes and boxes of stuff that I'm giving away - some old, some fairly new. I hate throwing things away, no matter how ratty they get. Its good to have comforts in your life - a television, music collection and nice clothes. It is this attempt to clean up that I feel the need to give some of it away. I am struck however, by how much baggage we collect as we move through life. How much this stuff weighs you down, how much all of this is useless if one is truly happy. There is much that weighs on my mind. What I would not give to go back to nothing but 20 books, a pen, piece and paper and the familiar tinker of a typewriter. It was called "goodnews" back in the day; perhaps for good reason by someone like me :-)

I need to think outside of myself a bit more. I am very unhappy when all I do is focus on me. The opportunity to do things are limited here, but they are there. And I'm trying. Giving things away make me less inclined to define myself through them. Its a first step. Does anyone want alot of crap? Its free :-)))