How much of your life remains constantly the same? Does what you keep in your living space rarely, if ever, change? If it has stayed the same, how long has that been the case?
 
How about where you work? Is your office, your cubical, your work area, all the same? How long has it been that way?
 
If your space(s) have remained the same, why is that? Why have you chosen to allowed things to remain constant?
 
If your space has often changed, why is that?
 
Do you ever walk into the space of someone else, look around, and see organized beauty and perfection? Everything is in its place, and everything has a perfect placement.
 
Have you ever walked into a space and due to the amount of disarray and clutter and junk, and all of that kind of stuff, have you ever questioned how can someone exist like that?
 
Most people live somewhere in the middle of all of this. They may instigate change in their space(s), but it is infrequent. They find what works for them and they keep it like that.
 
Others, constantly are seeking the betterment, the something different, the something new, the hope that with acquisition and change will come that miracle of happiness.
 
As a filmmaker, especially a filmmaker on the independent level, I have always found it quite displeasing to have to stage the sets, set up the lighting, do a scene which may take a few minutes or few hours and then have to tear it all down.  This is the same with music, particularly live music, (which is one of the main reasons I tuned my back on performing many years ago), a performer or a band goes in, they have set up all of their equipment, do a sound check, make sure it is all working, then come out and do a set. Then, after that, immediately tear it all down. I have friends that have made their living as roadies and stagehands and they have spent their entire adult existence setting up and tearing down the equipment, just to do it all over again the next night. I cannot understand that lifestyle. Yet, it is a seeming necessity. Think how many people love going to see their favorite performer, preforming. Do you ever take the time to think about what it takes to get that performer or band up there on that stage for the night you see them and then what it takes to get them to their next gig?
 
Set up or tear down, which is better?
 
For some, they live a very simple existence. Maybe they do all they do on their laptop, and they need very little else. Perhaps they own a TV, possibly a unit that plays their music, a few pans to cook in, a coffee pot or tea kettle, and that’s it. They only have the clothing and the shoes and the all of that kind of stuff that they really need. How they live is all done in moderation. Then, on the other side, there is the artist, the musician, the filmmaker, the photographer, the mechanic, that whomever that needs that something else to make their life hold meaning. They need it to create and to be who they see themselves to be.  All that stuff, equals all that time of getting, then organizing, reorganizing, and redoing; setting up and tearing down. So, who is the better? The person who sets up and then has to tear down or the person who sits in their perfection needing only the minimal of what they have?