Help! I’m drowning…
I have no empty drawers in my house. No empty shelves. No empty closets.
I have too many things. Am I materialistic? As a typical American, the answer is probably yes.
The myriad knickknacks, magazines, and (dare I say it?) even books are suffocating me.
Batteries, business cards, binoculars…
Clothes, candles, cords…so many electrical cords…
Half-dead plants, pencils, papers. An astounding number of papers.
I try to ignore the stacks of stuff when I walk into my den. And my bedroom. And my kitchen. But they dance mockingly in my peripheral vision. The clutter taunts me.
I can ignore a messy room. Until I can’t. Some people have a tipping point. I skip straight to the exploding point. I MUST get rid of some clutter NOW.
Don’t Mess with Creativity
They say that messy people are more creative. That working in a messy environment encourages new ideas. But can it be too messy? Can you have too much of a good bad thing? You know, the Law of Diminishing Returns and all that.
I can’t create while seeing the clutter and knowing that I should be doing something about it — instead of writing.
So, to help my writing — and to help the people I live with and whom I love so much — I will aspire to own fewer things. My new motto? Possess Less.
I will accomplish my goal one junk drawer at a time.
Little steps.
Little steps.
It’s hard to take little steps while you’re exploding.
little words about small things 