I will remain in this home for a little more than a week... and then I will be somewhere else. It is not an easy thing. In a way it might be one of the hardest things for me.
I have lived in relative comfort for so long. I have essentially been coddled by this comfort and softened to the realities of life. I was once quite accustomed to moving nearly every six months on average. My life was simpler and easier to transport, much out of necessity but also because I did prefer simplicity and lacked the funds to properly disrupt that anyway. Now... I have a massive, disorganized pile of life that needs to be dealt with.
I know it will be good that something is done. I will basically be looking at so much of the history of my life to make decisions about any of its potential value. I expect there will be much of it simply stored for later examination but I really want to just throw away most of it and not have it lingering around anymore. The call of the minimalist beckons to me but I am uncertain of my resolve to heed it. It has a positively appealing allure... and a subtle, mysterious threat of regret lurking with it.
Anyway... it all begins tomorrow morning... as early as I can command my faculties to engage and conquer.
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