I remember Garfield the cat as a prominent figure in my childhood. I had a poster of him in front of a big toy car with a caption that said, “He who dies with the most toys wins.” I loved that darn poster. This was the 80s. Life was all about “the rat race.” As a young adult, I was beginning to piece together the goals of life modeled by my culture. Many of us were all racing to amass stuff. Stuff was the way to be happy, safe, and secure. This made sense to me because I was a…