i’ve been cleaning my room tonight and going through old boxes of my childhood getting ready for a yard sale.
as much as i like to avoid contributing to landfills, it sure does feel good to throw out old garbage that i have been keeping for too long. so much of the stuff i came across isn’t even yard sale worthy.
the only stick of eyeliner i ever owned from 9th grade. information packets from colleges i never even considered. broken keychains. easter seals stickers. receipts.
why do i keep things like that for so long? maybe i will need it again someday? maybe my mom will be sad if i get rid of it? just get rid of it!
boxes upon boxes yet to sort through still. many things i find that i am still holding on to. but then i think, my bedroom here is so cluttered and stifling already. what am i going to do with this garbage/nostalgia when i move into my own place? it certainly won’t be a priority to work it into the decor. it will be in boxes hidden somewhere yet continuing to occupy space until a flood comes and ruins it like most of my parents’ garbage/nostalgia in our house here. then what was the point of saving it?
why do we acquire so much stuff in a lifetime? my stuff is smothering me and i have only lived a little while. (not counting the stuff that is landfill-bound from the beginning)
can we all make an effort to acquire less stuff, and instead acquire just some stuff that can be used or loved again by another?