there's nothing more satisfying than the thrill of getting rid of something. I love having less of something than when I started.
it almost doesn't matter what it is. cans in the cupboard, clothes in the closet, piles of papers, stuff.
I love bareness. the luxury of having less.
I'm packing up boxes and suitcases of things to take down and scatter as far away from me as possible.
it's already getting easier to breathe.
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