A place for my stuff

I thought both stories were pretty good. They both made me think a lot about my stuff and if it defines me and if the stuff I have is necessary or not. I dont think that stuff defines the person. I think that you can tell a lot about a person from there stuff. You can tell there likes and dislikes. You can tell what kind of music they listen to and what kind of books they read. But I dont necessarily think that stuff defines the person. I think a person is defined by there actions and since actions are determined by the person I believe that it is the individual that defines themselves. When I read the story about that man who sold all his stuff on ebay it made me think about if all my stuff was really necessary or not. After I thought about this for a while I realized that most of the stuff I have is rather unnecessary. I have all these projects from grade school that I probably will never look at again but I keep them in boxes for some odd reason. I understand that somethings we keep are for the memories but but some things we keep are just plain silly. I think that at some point we should be able to discern between what we actually need and what we just hold on to because we cant let go.