The summer nights are long, the light hanging in the air until late at night. All the better for packing. I am surrounded by piles and piles and piles. All things that need to be placed in boxes and packed and moved. And I’m being ruthless in my packing – Marie Kondo would be proud.
There’s a certain amount of joy in purging. There is also a sizable level of sorrow in tossing what you no longer need but your heart still holds onto from another time or chapter in life.
I have two weeks to pack and move and transplant my joy. Touching everything I own is one way to remember where I have been. And purging it is another way to make room for more joy in the future.
It’s a good thing the summer nights are long because these piles are high.
Here’s to the joy of decluttering, packing and purging.
More tomorrow…
Lovemore,
Jamie
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