When I left home at 19, all that I brought were clothes and some essential items squeezed into one backpack and one suitcase weighing a total of 37kg. That year I realized that one doesn’t need much to survive. Our basic needs are actually simple and few. Everything else I had at home can be pretty much classified as comfort items.
With years gone by, I have actually forgotten what it is like to live simply. My possessions in London has exploded to 18 boxes/packages (when I last moved 2 years ago) and I thought I’ll feel out of place if I don’t see my books, photos, cuddly sheep or DVDs when I come home.
However, for the past 2 weeks I have been living in a temporary accommodation on just some clothes, shower items, hair dryer, kettle and beddings. I realized that that’s all I really need on a daily basis, throw in a laptop for comfort, and I’m contented. I don’t even use some of the 37kg stuffs that I brought over with me in my first year. My other possessions are still in my room which is currently being de-bugged and I believe many of them are actually dispensable. How on earth did I accumulate enough things to fill up the entire room, many of which I don’t ever touch in a year?
Seems like it is time for me to do some serious spring cleaning when I get the green-light to move back.
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