I’ve been writing a lot about material things and personal identity lately. Looking back over these entries, I am a little surprised and confused. I really don’t identify myself with the things I own or the things I wear (expect maybe with the exception of my ever-growing library of books). So, if this is the case, why am I always excited by a present, or that thought of buying myself a treat? And why do I continually cruse eBay, looking for “it”. Do I need more discipline or to learn to detach myself from the material world (impossible when working in retail). Or, do I need to learn to be less critical of myself. Surely there is very little wrong with indulging myself (responsibility) once in a while.
All things in moderation, right?