When I met my first wife, in 1996 or so, she joked that everything I owned fit in a shoebox. Which wasn't actually true, almost everything I owned was in a warehouse workshop in Ohio where I made things but I sold to move to California. When I moved to Mexico in 2017 I had at least 10 years worth of work stolen, it filled up half a semi truck. That's hard to get over, but the reality is that only the future matters, everything you have can be gone instantly. From a hurricane or earthquake or fire or whatever. And we keep working and building new things.