What's to say about this week - it's the beginning and the end. One year ago I moved from Los Angeles to San Francisco, and this week I moved out. So this week is about the changes going on in my life.

And sometime in the next few weeks I'm going to try and figure out why I'm not scared by it all.

I think the strangest part of this whole week was the realization that the things I really want in my life - not need, but pretty much the things I care about keeping - all fit inside the back of an SUV and are currently now all - yes, all of everything I own - under a twin bed somewhere in Los Angeles.

Is it possible to live so simply? And if so, why are people putting themselves in humongous debt buying stuff, stuff, and more stuff (self included) when the things that really matter most can fit into a few plastic tubs under furniture.