One too many
This year was thinking increasingly about moving out of my flat and widen my horizon in so many levels and it made me reluctant purchasing clothes, books or anything really.
That reluctance of purchasing have been paired up with a constant rush of feeling having ‘one too many’ item around me. Difficult to describe but the feeling when I look around in my well organized flat but still just looking for items to get rid off.
I believe that rush, that urge is originating from my thoughts about moving to a different place and feeling overwhelmed even imagining a time when I have to move around stuff to a new place because I do have plenty. The past weeks I managed to declutter some clothes, they are my weak points, first of all, I have number of clothes that I purchased for considerable amount of money and it makes me reluctant parting them and in the other hand feeling bad about using tumbler dryer as it was my fault that they went smaller in size, wish to believe I got bigger, but that’s not the case, despite my workout regime.
Purchasing is not necessary at all, it is not the issue here, rather the thoughts of having one too many, maybe just the thoughts are too many, hard to know and harder to tell.
Had an amazing trip recently to a lovely town called Seaford in Sussex and walked from Searford through Seven Sisters cliff to Eastbourne a small journey through magical cliffs packed with bunnies, I know right, writing here about bunnies, but I really meant it, the cliff area were packed with wild rabbits, the journey took more than 7 hours and 27 km and countless calories burned during the trip, yet I felt so light and free, walking around just with a backpack on.
The wild rabbits are wondering around, not sure they surprised about my presence more or I was surprised about them.
Absolutely magical place, breathtaking view, really lost the words to describe this place.
Traveling with a backpack on feels so light, feels so human and close to nature, just love it, feeling that lightness and that you can pick up few items and get going makes your mind wonder, why shouldn’t I live like that, why I have always one too many items.
Never really been into extreme minimalism or anything like that, however the thought of packing up quickly and leave and move and explore and the whole concept of it that I am seeking now for a while, that is the reason I believe of the urge of decluttering, the freedom that comes with packing up and go anytime I want on my own terms.
I don’t know if I will achieve this, as I love comfort and having a wide variety of things, ranging from my favourite moka maker to my computer or books, but the goal is the journey and not the journey is the goal.
Your sincerely
To/Minimal
