Once upon a time, humans were nomadic. Our belongings were limited to the skin wrapped around our hips, a weapon or tool or two, and maybe some animals, rugs or random pots thrown in too. We roamed free through the forests and across the plains. We didn’t have to be home by nightfall, we just slept under the stars, wherever we were.
Then we got sick of roaming and settled down, building walls around us to shut out the night…or shut ourselves in. We began to collect things—furniture, clothes, books, pianos, fine china dishes, cushions and crystal glasses. A home quickly changed from a safe place to pass the night and spend time with your family to a showroom of your life, full of advertisements of your wealth, status and style. Furniture was once built to last generations, fine china dishes were family heirlooms and clothes came in two sets—Good and Everyday. Continue reading