I recently drove past an estate sale and saw dozens of people waiting in line to walk through the house. If you’ve never been to an estate sale, I highly recommend it. Nothing so easily drives home the idea that things don’t matter, than having a bunch of strangers picking through the accumulation of someone else’s life, searching for a deal.
Now, I like stuff, and I would never suggest you shouldn’t aspire to nice things, but do it with a purpose. Buying endless quantities of cheap, meaningless trinkets is a quick way to spending your way out of being able to provide memories, and memories are what stick.
Think back on your favorite birthday. Can you remember all the gifts you received? No? But I bet you remember the party.
We would all be better off accumulating memories. Leave the things for someone else.