I had a conversation with a friend. I shared with him that I am selling off my books and DVD’s on Amazon.com.
He has been at my place, and he was really interested. My place is crowded because I pretty much never throw anything away.
He asked me: what would it be like if you got home one day, and all the stuff you don’t really need would be gone? Picked up and gone.
I told him, that I had done that with my clothes, and I am still grieving from it.
I like the process of choosing to sell something, or give it away, one by one. It is a growing experience for me, it is a grieving, a separation, I grief the amount of work that went into the purchase (I work for my money… surprise!) and the mistake I made, or the enjoyment I got out of the stuff.
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I had a conversation with a friend. I shared with him that I am selling off my books and DVD’s on Amazon.com.
He has been at my place, and he was really interested. My place is crowded because I pretty much never throw anything away.
He asked me: what would it be like if you got home one day, and all the stuff you don’t really need would be gone? Picked up and gone.
I told him, that I had done that with my clothes, and I am still grieving from it.
I like the process of choosing to sell something, or give it away, one by one. It is a growing experience for me, it is a grieving, a separation, I grief the amount of work that went into the purchase (I work for my money… surprise!) and the mistake I made, or the enjoyment I got out of the stuff.
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