KISS

After the fire, I found myself analyzing each purchase, each possession. Was it really needed? Was it necessary? I would stand in line at a store and ask these questions sometimes putting things back because the answer was no. I remembered the morning of the fire, walking around my water soaked, smoky home in ruins. That part of me vowed to move forward having fewer possessions, but quality. Quality wins over quantity almost always. I vowed to keep it simple.