Saw this on The New Paper today front page.
as we grow and aged, we have more things in our procession, more things to take care, and many times we think that all the things we own are defining who we are,
so some time we try to hold on to whatever we have, avoid to make some decisions as we don't like to make changes to our lives,
as the days go by, we become too fixated on the familiarity, and finally, losing the ability to make changes, ability to adapt to new environment.
We are lost and we don't know who we are.
the above case is an extreme, but most of us also a hoarder too if you look around your place carefully.