..and the things you used to own, now they own you

Or atleast this is what Chuck says. Chuck is my firend. He told me a lot when i met him first. Then he told me some more. When I could learn nothing from him, i forgot about him until i saw something which reminded me that i once new someone named Chuck. Since then, i get reminded of him everytime i buy a pair of new shoes or a new pair of jeans. So here's a tribute....

You get a new job. Its perfect. You say you'll never get another job like it again. Time passes and after a couple of years you are satisfied that no matter what goes wrong, you've got your job issue handled. Then the right cell phone. The nikes. The car. then you are trapped in your lovely nest, and the things you own...