Climb Ev'ry Mountain

Was out at the mall a couple of weeks ago - if I weren't just so darn chipper, it would probably be a beat-down, watching all the hucksters with their tschotskes, cell phone covers, memory-form silly putty, and modern day magic elixers - and people buying that *stuff*.

If I were twenty again, I think I'd build a tiny house on about ten acres, with a basement/storm shelter, a garage, a barn, and a workshop.  

But I wouldn't want to have mountains o' things.  You can't accumulate too much *stuff* in a 288 ft² house, now, can you?

Life, stripped down to the essentials - and time to enjoy what's important.