I was kinda like this, adoring fetishizing a life free from material constraints, wearing busted old shoes, etc. Then I worked at a homeless church and that’s when I realized two things: first, I was basically cosplaying as poor; second, every homeless person I talked to basically thought it was stupid to not have things when you otherwise could have them.

The clearest was this one time I grabbed a cup of coffee and sat at one of the breakfast tables with guys. They looked at me like “you’re not eating?” And I said that I wasn’t hungry and that I didn’t want to take a plate away from someone who might’ve needed it. They chastised me heavily. “You could have got your plate and then shared it with all of us, then!” I realized that I had the luxury to turn down food. They saw my torn up shoes as a kind of affectation (which they were, but I couldn’t admit it at the time).

It’s turned me off of a fair bit of folk music, tbh. This whole “get rid of your stuff and be free” sentiment. Yes, reject capitalistic materialism. But the discipline is in having enough. The person with nothing can be just as obsessed with wealth as the person who hoards it.