This box is empty, yes?
This box is going to be full. Then there's going to be MANY MORE.
Well, my cat isn't going anywhere he's just a ham.
Ive struggled for years with being a packrat. A lot of people compare it to that TLC show "hoarders" in conversation, well... no. Us pack rats find that show kind of racist against, well.....all other pack rats.
My "hoard" of stuff is clean as can be, its simply one bedroom, NO rats or bugs or cat poop or piss, no trash or pizza boxes, just a bunch of stuff.
Usable, mind consuming, cluttering stuff. I'm a nice person, people bring me nice things. I love reading, watching movies, pop culture, buying random shit but NO MORE.
It needs to stop. I need space in my life. Space is positive change. It gives me room to start my advertising business in full swing and it gives me space to create, paint, draw, use charcoals and do things I do now withclutkterr and hassle. Things that stifle my mind and raise my hostility. Things that create a tension inside of me. I need to meditate MORE and for once in my own home, and relax. I need to breathe while I'm still youthful.
So I need less stuff, 2/3 less.
Now I've gotten some boxes out of here, I have. But in a small room its a minor minor dent, so I'll need several of these filled to the brim of clothes, books, Jesus only knows what else.
I can't get attached to stuff. I need to just stay attached to animals, nature, and people but stuff is dispensable and I need to accept that.
It is then, with empty space, that I can grow.
I'll miss my youth one day and I deserve the blessing of space, but I won't miss all of this stuff.
