this stuff doesn't matter

None of this stuff matters

It doesn't. All of the stuff in this room -- none of it matters.  

Everything in that corner of the room, in piles around that desk, external hard drives, the previous iPhone, cds from when you did that to copy, to archive files, some paper files, too; there's more, more -- I don't know what I have there in that part of the room, much less the last time I used it, or needed it. 

If I look away and you cart it all off, when I turn back, would I know what I lost?

Or would I just see the space.
That I might use.

And, y'know, this applies to way more than that corner of the room.