It feels so good to purge your belongings. For me, it’s not just about more closet space, but it’s a cleansing ritual that begins with Chaos and ends with Order. With each item, I am deciding my Destiny. Am I the kind of woman who owns this? Who wears this? Who cares about this? After relocating twelve times in the past 4 years, it has become basic routine to cut down and cut back, then cut out. I was going to move to New York. I was going to be decidedly Poor and decidedly Happy. Now I am back in the trap of Midwest Materialism and I buy t-shirts instead of seeing Broadway plays. My mind strives for Simplicity but fails to find it in the midst of this constant disarray. I vow that with this change of locations will also come a change of Lifestyle. More Creation. Better Nutrition. Stronger Conviction.
Purging Thursday, Jan 10 2008
Growth and New York and Self-Portrait and Wisconsin 2:21 pm
January 25, 2008 at 2:43 pm
I was thinking about living in a Tipi for awhile. I read a book about a guying living in a tipi in oregon and it made since to me. I figured I could handle it aslong as I had a wireless card and still had internet. I instead ending up in a 2 bedroom apartment. It’s a change though from my own homes. I have a futon and a single bed. My clothes. I think my dog has more things here then I do. All my stuff is in storage. The only thing I really miss are my books. All the other stuff…not really.
It is quite sad really. Collecting all my stuff put me in a bad situation. Now I realize I don’t need or even want all that stuff. I’m sure as soon as I can afford more stuff again, I’ll go get more stuff though.