
Here I am again. Familiar territory, familiar process it never does get easier does it? Until this year I've moved every year for almost 8 years. That is a LOT of moving. I'm trying to cut down on it but something always seems to come up the next year in and circumstances force me to make the plunge. Let's not get into details of the previous moves.. oh damn that brings up bad memories!
Every time I move I use this opportunity to start with a fresh clean slate. There always seems to be something bad that I need to leave in the past. There is always things that I haven't used and are cluttering up my life. Now is the time that I re-evaluate my life and everything in it. What is valuable enough to MOVE?
This time around I am getting rid of things I have held onto since childhood. Why do I have these things? What memories do they hold? What purpose do they serve by sitting here in this box for years and years?
I am getting rid of old artwork. Just because I MADE it doesn't mean I need to keep it forever. I threw away all my design work from college. Do I really need to be reminded of what a horrible designer I used to be?
The biggest part of this move is that I'm downsizing in a big way. I'm shifting my focus on to saving and paying off debts. I'm going to live a simpler life and give up everything I can so I can focus on the bare essential of my life. These things are clutter. They are unnecessary and take up space. I want space again. I want only what I need. I don't want to save things for a future that may never come. I want to break free and live in the NOW.
I'm moving into a little studio apartment with just me and my dreams.
Living cheaply, living simply.
Living for the now.
Leaving a lot behind.