letting go of shit [thinking]
it's taken awhile but i think i'm finally ready to give up a lot of my material things so that way my life can fit into just a couple boxes which i can throw into storage while i travel, instead of needing an anchored home to return to. this could be as cathartic as a hair cut.
a lot of my stuff has been out of sight so it's been out of mind. but the non-tangible is even harder to let go of. perhaps if it's in sight then it can go out of mind permanently.
