A recurring theme in my life is “letting go.”

I don’t know if it is my fascination with everything I used to find in my grandparents’ basement as a child, or the amount of time I spent growing up there, but I have this collector mentality.

Only recently I have discovered purging. Sure, many of the books I’ve read on decluttering your life have attempted to drive this point home. Then there’s George Clooney’s character from Up in the Air asking “What’s in your backpack?”

While his character is ultimately portrayed as flawed, I think there is tremendous value in living like he does.

People are wired to want things. Want to possess things. Want to collect things. As if there is a magical amount that will lead to happiness.

No, this isn’t about money. I still firmly believe money can buy happiness and freedom. Just not in the way most people do. Not in the ability to own more things.

Experiences, on the other hand... that’s something money can buy. Or, at the very least, free up our time to... well... experience.

Work to live, instead of living to work.

It’s time to let go of living a mediocre life.

I deserve nothing less. The ladies in my life deserve nothing less.

What i'm listening to:

Room to Move
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