Like others around this place, I am moving soon. For the tenth time in five years.
It shouldn't be that bad: since I've moved so much, I've been quite good about getting rid of things I won't use/need/want anymore.
When I first moved, to the college dorms, I took about half my stuff with me. When I returned the following year, I took about half of that.
Last December, my parents were getting ready to move and didn't want to take my stuff with them: so I had to either take it with me or get rid of it. So I did. And now, everything I own is less than what I took with me to move into the freshman dorms.
Books and Music make up 80% of my stuff. And that's after donating half my books.
In any case, moving always makes me want to become a hobo. Sell off all my stuff, hitchhike around the country, etc. And now that I have to go out and buy "adult" things--like a bed, silverware and Klennex (instead of just using toilet paper)--the urge is stronger. I romanticize that sort of lifestyle. But I could never do it. One of my good friends is a hobo, and he provides many a good story, both good and bad.
I find that my approach to the LDS lifestyle is a lot like my approach to the hobo lifestyle.
I mean, both tend to be romanticized: the hobo lifestyle by the counterculture, and the Mormon lifestyle by, well, the Mormons. In particular, the Missionaries and when Members function as missionaries.
Not necessarily a bad thing, but it ignores complexity. And that's were everything interesting lies.
And, out of curiosity, are there any Mormon Hobos?