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daily rumination

April 27, 2007

I’m trying to pinpoint exactly when it ceased to be that everything I owned could fit in my car.

I’m also trying to figure out when packing to go away changed from throwing some stuff into a knapsack and turned into making lists and deciding which/how many pairs of shoes were absolutely necessary.

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8 comments

  1. I understand. When I was thinking of running away in the fall, one thing that stopped me was how could I decide what to take and what to leave behind….


  2. “I’m trying to pinpoint exactly when it ceased to be that everything I owned could fit in my car.”

    When you got a bed.

    “I’m also trying to figure out when packing to go away changed from throwing some stuff into a knapsack and turned into making lists and deciding which/how many pairs of shoes were absolutely necessary.”

    When you became a girly girl! 🙂


  3. I am sorry to say that I never had either one of those things going on. Between the pack-rattish-ness of my early years (now cured by NYC) and my librarian love of organization, I have always either had too much stuff or spent too much time planning its use. Or both.


  4. if it wasn’t for my books I think I could get everything into the Caddie…and yet I don’t find that comforting at all.


  5. I know. Depressing, isn’t it.


  6. Have a wonderful trip!


  7. I think it happened for me when furniture became “stuff I bought,” instead of “stuff I found.”


  8. I figure what’s the point in owning lots of shit if you don’t own a home. You either end up with clutter or you throw most of it in a closet or a storage unit. I’m waiting to really accumulate needless and questionably necessary things until I’m no longer renting. But I’m also looking at living on a boat where minimalism is really the only thing that works.



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