The end of all things

The consistent struggle I engage in daily is the battle of stuff. What I identify most with is a collector. I collect things, and as my interests expand, so do my collections. And number of collections.

Sometimes I feel jealous of minimalists. I have a brother who is able to keep an immaculate house. A friend of mine can let go of things just as easily getting his hair cut, and so his apartment is always in flux – new things in, and older things out, even if they aren’t really old at all.

In this post-Christmas season, I think many of us deal with new items in the house. And while of course it’s good to let go if you can, it’s also important to hold onto things that make you happy.

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