…and the days count down. I am trying desperately to fit in seeing every last person I know in LA before leaving, but it ain’t easy. What kind of bonehead decides to work up until the last possible minute, leaving only one full day before leaving town? Me, that’s what kind.
I can’t believe it. I own hardly anything, but STILL have stuff left to sell. Click here to help me get out of all this in one piece.
When I started planning this trip, I knew that I wanted to get rid of the things that I had accumulated over the years, to get a sort of fresh start. I think it a truism to say that sometimes our things own us as much as we own them.
That said, I am now getting to a difficult point. Originally, I just wanted to get rid of my capital ‘S’ Stuff. The furniture, the computers, the gadgets, the clothes, etc. And most of that has been disposed of already. Now I am trying to decide what memories, useful or other, to keep. For example, I came across my old art and architecture portfolio. In it are projects and drawings from at least 2 careers ago. I haven’t used this book in a meaningful way in over 14 years…and yet, should I get rid of it? What am I holding onto here?
I have been saying since the beginning of the year while planning this adventure that I would retain a small box of journals, letters and photos to leave at my family’s house. After that, I would only have the items that I was carrying with me in my small backpack (clothes, toiletries, camera, travel stuff). But now, as I decide to discard the evidence of my history, what matters and what does not? Do I worry that by getting rid of things such as the portfolio, that I am erasing myself from the world, and from leaving a mark? Is it just egocentric to think this way? What matters and what does not?
…and harried, as I try to organize and dispose of the collected stuff of the last few years. If you feel like buying something from me, please do so here!