I am not my job.
I am not my college diploma.
I am not defined by the amount of money in my bank account.
I am not my religion or lack of one.
I am not my skin color.
I am not defined by my car, clothes, or stuff.
Careers are overrated.
Stuff is just stuff.
Money is paper we give meaning to.
We are much more.
Lighter fluid & matches
Ashes flutter in the darkness of the night
My fancy clothes, trinkets, and stuff melting into the nothingness of my once cluttered home
A weight has been lifted
Holding me back from living the life I was born to live
Freedom
Freedom from fear
Freedom from stuff
Freedom from career aspirations
Freedom from obsessing about status, money, and power.
“What designer sofa defines me as a human being?”
“The liberator who destroyed my property has realigned my perceptions.”
“It’s only when we lost everything, that we are free to do anything.”
-Fight Club
The Narrow Path 