I think if I wasn't spending my time entertainment-shopping, the entire world may open up. I mean, I can go to the Gap in Oxford and have the exact same experience as the Gap in Boca Raton, but think of the worlds outside those walls that I'm missing. And yet, I love to shop. It would be kicking a habit, ending my hobby of all hobbies. It feels grim and painful to contemplate. So maybe it is addiction...

I can see you thriving on that small house, few possessions lifestyle. I hope you find it soon. :)