It really is amazing to see how much stuff accumulates over the course of a few years. How self-understood it is to simply acquire things and keep them because we live in a house or apartment.
And then you want to change apartments and move and there is so much stuff to be taken care of, I never thought it would be such a mental drain. If you're good, you can manage to throw out a lot of stuff but even then I find that I still have way too many unnecessary things when I move in. And then new stuff accumulates even when I swore to keep it minimal.
I am currently finding myself at yet another challenge along these lines: Moving out of the apartment I used for a few weeks with one of my good friends. But now the difference is: I will be moving into a van with my lady to go on travels. And so now I want to freak out daily simply because there is so much stuff that keeps turning up and that I find hard to gauge whether I need to get rid of it.
Always thought the chains that keep us back are mental, are habit-based or love-choices we can't dare to make, like quitting a job we hate. With all of these I have gotten fairly good over the years, I really improved drastically. But boy oh boy, all this stuff that is STILL around. And not only that, but "informational stuff" - DATA. So much data that has accumulated on hard drives which I can't bring with me either.
So this time could be called a cleansing of my surroundings, and because it feels so tough to break through all of this I know it's probably the healthiest thing I could be doing. It's long overdue and I will cheer once I am finally out on the road with my much-contemplated essentials and there is no way back to all this useless stuff that had shackled me without me noticing <3
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