What is it about the junk we collect as we move through life? As Michelle has said many time we hope to become full time travelers. Right now we are getting ready to move again and I look at all of the boxes and wonder how will we ever do it. I think to myself I want to throw it all away but as I pick something up the intellectual side of me gets squashed by the emotional. And I add another box to the pile. Why do we keep it?
I’ve reads something recently about how to declutter. It says to pick up something and if it speaks to you keep it. Damn, everything screams at me. Sigh. Some day I hope. For now I’m looking around at the towers of boxes and dream of living in a converted van, small apartment in Spain an RV travelling the world.
(I’d like to give credit to the declutter person. If you know please post so I can link back. I think it’s actually a book you buy.).