when one lives in a three bedroom townhouse apartment, sometimes one doesn’t have an appreciation for exactly how much stuff one owns. then, when one moves into a three bedroom edwardian flat with two other men, who both already own tons of stuff, does one come to appreciate how little stuff one really needs.
i’m sorting through all my wardrobe, and getting rid of stuff that i no longer want, doesn’t fit, or is just plain too old or disprepaired to be of further service.
i’m going to have to get rid of more of this other stuff, too. sigh.
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