Journey into minimalism
When I moved to Florida on Christmas, I purged almost all of my possessions. Seriously, almost everything.
At first, I considered it a culmination of losses - now, after pulling the trigger, I think only benefits came from it.
There are a plethora of things I owned that didn't bring as much value to my life as I thought they would:
- a photo backdrop
- standing Desk
- $400 chair
- Yeti microphone
- LED ring light
- IKEA furniture for the company I never had
- IKEA rugs
- IKEA chest of drawers containing nothing but items that didn't provide value
- road bike that I never rode
- clothes that didn't fit well or look good
- instant pot that didn't get used
- blender that didn't get used
- plenty of other shit that I can't remember
I also had collected home-workout equipment since my apartment building gym wasn't open due to lockdown measures. I didn't feel like leaving and going on a trip to the gym every day. Home gyms can take up quite a bit of space in a studio apartment.
When I packed my bags, I left with:
- clothes iron
- lav microphone
- seat cushion
- stick vacuum
- 4 pairs of pants
- 7 shirts
- hygiene essentials
- two mechanical keyboards (still excessive, but I enjoy these)
- personal laptop
- work laptop
I fit everything into two suitcases.
I fell into the trap of purchasing to fill tiny pockets of required dopamine rather than living life itself.
Moving forward, I will actively ask, "does this bring me value," before I waste my space, time, and energy.