Sitting on a wad of $20's an inch thick. I sold a set of Porsche rims that I bought over a year-and-a-half ago for the bug. That project has pretty much died in my dreams. I used to spend all my money on that, now it's other things.
The things we spend our money on, then hold onto... I never meant to just let them sit there. Getting rid of them just says "I'm done with that. Not even going to hold onto them just in case."
Would have been cool.
But forget the past. It's now a headache, a noose around my neck. Think of all that cash that's tied up in tools, parts, ... It used to make me happy. Now I'd be happy if I could sell it all, but nobody wants it all. I have to give it away little by little, taking less than what I paid for it. Still, it feels good to purge. Move on. Find happiness in other things that life is offering you right now. Throw out some old clothes too while you're at it. Then go buy some new ones. It changes you little by little.
It happens to me every time I buy new shoes. You grow attached to a pair, after having them for a year or so... they just fit you (on your feet, and on your persona...) Each new pair changes that a bit. You may love them more than your old shoes, but that old pair is still somewhere in your closet. New shoes define your personality sometimes. You walk around puddles at least. That old pair stays in the closet forever tho, until you finally decide to let go - to the thrift store or the dumpster, depending on how many holes in the soles.
If the truth be told... I've got 10 pairs of shoes, plus 1 still in the box that I have purchased but still not worn out of the house. Some (my slip on vans) should have been thrown out when they started to break. Others (my running shoes) hardly ever get worn. The new ones? I guess I'm waiting for the right time for another reinvention. Every time you reinvent yourself you get rid of another pair of shoes.
I used to love working on cars. Now I just want to make music.
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