A fair few of my friends have gotten out loans to buy cars that they cannot afford when they could've simply bought a cheaper car or opted for public transport.  They chose to be thousands of dollars in debt for a materialistic thing. The only thing I could ever justify spending a fortune on would be a house. Even then, I can barely justify that considering I want to be living around the world. 

I can't find happiness in things. I look at the things that I own and think that I should give it all away. The only things that hold significant value to me are my ferns, camera and mattress. 

I truly cannot think of anything more wonderful than living out of a backpack and tent. I think that would be magical. Nothing fascinates me more than nature and the outdoors. That's the only thing that makes me come alive. The link between the human spirit and nature is astounding.