Possessions, what are they good for?
They can’t love you back, they can’t stave off death, and they can’t restore health.
But they can help keep your inner child alive, and that’s important. Really important.
I used to be so clingy to stuff, keeping it in as good a condition as I could. I even got to the point of storing old Marvel comics in individual plastic bags.
Eventually it dawned on me that it was a futile process, doomed to fail. I could preserve my stuff, but not my body - a fact that slowly became increasingly obvious as I entered my 50s. And of course health must always come first. Yours and your loved ones.
Even worse I had got to know some mainly older people (mostly men, but a few women too) who seemed to be in serious danger of running out of living space in their homes due to the accumulation of various artefacts that they had collected over the years, some which were rare and valuable.
One dude had an awesome collection of classic Doctor Who memorabilia, first editions - many signed by cast members!
In the end he had to get rid of most of it upon the insistence of his wife to be. I’ve not seen him for a few years, but I hope he feels it was worth it. A necessary part of growing up.
Of course you should never ever grow up completely. Just enough to survive and prosper. So if it’s a super duper turntable, a dream car, or a collection of Steve Ditko’s art, or sharp suits, whatever, you certainly should go for it - if it’s practical.
I remember once watching an interview with a Japanese film director who spoke directly and candidly told his audience to get as many orgasms as they could whilst they could. He went on to elaborate just how awful it was to still have the desire but no longer the means.
I forgot his name but definitely a good man.