“No, it's just, I, you know, I just think - right now I have one key and everything I own is in the car, and I just... I like that, you know? I mean, I just, if I get an apartment, that two keys, if I... get a job, you know, I might have to open or close, that's more keys, you know, buy some stuff, I'm afraid it's gonna get ripped off, or something, and I get more keys, and I just, I, you know, I just like having the one key, it's clean.”
— Graham Dalton, Sex, Lies, and Videotape (1989)
For some reason this speech by James Spader's character really struck me at the time, and I've never forgotten it. Ever since then a part of me has always wanted to have a life where I only had one key (albeit to a house or apartment, not to a car). For this to even be feasible one has to work from home (or be unemployed or retired) and also not have a car. I've briefly achieved a one-key lifestyle a few times in the past (but always ended up acquiring more keys), and again just recently when I gave up my car and moved to a small village in the Alps.
Now however I realize that having one key is merely a stepping stone towards the ultimate goal: having no keys. For this to be feasible one has to live somewhere where you don't need to lock your doors and thus have no need to bring a key with you. That or be dead. The dead have no need of keys.