~The stuff fears are made of

Stuff.

Stuff Stuff Stuff.

In 1993, I got rid of everything I owned, except for 3 large duffel bags, got on a Greyhound bus, and made the 76 hour trip to San Francisco.

I lasted a month.

It's 2004. I have a very large apartment with LOTS of STUFF.

It's just stuff...

Stuff can be taken away. Stuff can be burned up or washed away or frozen to the floor. Stuff can be left behind. Stuff can be given away.
STUFF

Stuff can be replaced. People can't.

A few weeks ago, I was ready to burn it and lock myself away.

A few weeks ago, I tried to give my brother advice about picking up and running off for something unsure.

A few weeks ago, life felt different.


I'm scared.