Whilst I was packing boxes and boxes of somewhat useless possessions, it came to my mind that I own way too many things. And then when I helped Doug pack a little, who only has basically clothes and books, I thought to myself, I really do not need to live the way I've been living.
My family facilitates the collection of objects. Then there is a bid hubbub when we could not pack everything into the car for our trip home from Columbia. It's your fault parents. You made me like this.
So now that I am home and crammed into my bedroom, I have decided to get rid of at least 95% of all these things that are suffocating me.
It goes like this,
save: Radiohead ticket from Alpine Valley
trash: ticket from Miss Saigon
save: kickass cd Maciej made me
trash: weird cd my dad made me
save: workbook from costa rica
trash: workook from lifeguarding
slow process, but it's guaranteed to work.