In life, we often want it all, whether it’s seeing our favorite bands live, enjoying every second of every minute of every day, or whether it’s living an idealized lifestyle. The problem with that is sometimes we can’t see our favorite bands live. What if Clutch and Sabaton perform on the same evening? We don’t like being decisive in life because that means we have to make the hard decisions. Sometimes, simple answers guide us.
I’m sorting through excessive sixteen-year-old mail from when I was applying to various colleges nationwide. One letter seemed like a brilliant opportunity, except, it wasn’t. There otherwise isn’t a point in keeping any of these. As I’ve set about recycling them, I’ve been tearing my name and address from each. The information may seem innocuous, however, having just taken exams professionally for GDPR and CCPA, it’s always relevant to downsize while keeping personal information secure.
An item you listed in the Community Market has been sold to someone. Your wallet has been credited 0.03 USD. This email message will serve as your receipt. You can also access your Purchase History online at any time.” Unless you’re selling thousands of dollars of products and need to prove your sales transactions in audits, why keep receipt emails like this? I kept them for the fanciful notion that I occasionally sold things.
Clutch is one of my two favorite live bands, yet this was the first time I debated whether waiting in line for maybe 30 minutes to buy merchandise was worthwhile. I’ve gone to hundreds of different shows by now, spent money superfluously at merch booths at first with the noble intentions of “supporting the bands,” then “supporting my favorites,” now, just buying what I absolutely want. What I don’t have I can just buy online, right?
Waiting through an entire set, wading through a flooded concert hall, without gold stanchions and red velvet rope to guide us along, with others asking about the end of the line as we had before finding it as the needle-in-the-haystack it had been for us, wishing the connivers or crimeless wouldn’t casually cut, washing threatened thoughts from mind to avoid aggression, wondering what merchandise to buy, wandering through the budget of our imagination, we arrived.
Do you have too many ceremonies surrounding planning to do things? Does work seem easier because you do what you’re asked or told to do? One of the bigger elements of my own personal clutter is managing my relationship with deciding whether tasks “to do” are even worth doing. If they were worth doing, I’d schedule the time to do them. If I have a trick on solving this issue, it’s about removing the ado.
I’ve been deleting hundreds of emails for the past hour. Not for any criminal reason. I hoarded thousands of emails over the past ten years and part of the downsizing process involves really figuring out your priorities. If you’re in the US, search your inbox for your social security number, and delete every instance immediately. Otherwise, for me, everything has been about tending to fields. Saying goodbye to certain thoughts so the rest are clearer.
Two months ago, a local company that buys and sells music and such posted that they had received a partial discography: “Come grab some of the albums by the progenitors of Jet Rock n’ Roll, Guitar Wolf!!! No flight to Japan necessary!” This was the post that made me realize the full extent of what I want from life. I have a box full of Nirvana stuff, over a thousand CDs, but soon, not anymore…
There is a store that doesn’t exist anymore, except in my dream-memories, where I wished so badly to find a 90s ToyBiz Nightcrawler that this humble store’s layout is seared into my imagination. Was this store the boarding point of my hoarding viewpoint? What if I had found that toy? When I found its grown-up brother, itself almost a legend because of its under-production and character popularity, I looked it over, then made my decision.
It’s more expensive than we think to keep up with the expectations of others. When we dress to impress, we limit the time we spend on other activities, whether for career development, or even just “getting a half a second to think.” When we watch or read what doesn’t interest us, only to be part of the conversation, we lose our inner voice and our own perspective on our life’s values and our critical edge.