Comments on: A Container of Memories http://spittingllamas.com/2002/08/30/a-container-of-memories/ To the hilt! Tue, 06 Jan 2009 11:02:50 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.5.1 By: SL http://spittingllamas.com/2002/08/30/a-container-of-memories/#comment-934 SL Tue, 30 Nov 1999 00:00:00 +0000 http://spittingllamas.com/?p=498#comment-934 I recently moved into a two bedroom apartment, both rooms being occupied prior to my stay. Yes, I sleep on the couch in the living room, while my two other roommates are gracious enough to let me slide on the rent while I look for a new job. After I lost my job, I skipped town, moved further south to a bigger city, where the job hunting might be easier and the market better. I left my old apartment and moved 98% of my belongings to my parents house, while some shirts, my pillow and toiletries moved with me. After accumulating four years of crap in college, and two more post college, then living without it for a few months, I realized that I don't need, or really even care about most of my possessions. I still have the same memories, but without the memorbilia. I'm still the same person... but without the baggage. I've realized what is important in my life, and realized that it isn't the couch I paid too much for, or the thousand other things we waste our time and money on everyday. Our physical belongings that make us who we are really aren't who we are. The majority of the things that I thought I couldn't do without, I do without, and most of the time, do better without. Will I want all my clutter back when it is time to move off the couch after I've secured a job? I recently moved into a two bedroom apartment, both rooms being occupied prior to my stay. Yes, I sleep on the couch in the living room, while my two other roommates are gracious enough to let me slide on the rent while I look for a new job. After I lost my job, I skipped town, moved further south to a bigger city, where the job hunting might be easier and the market better. I left my old apartment and moved 98% of my belongings to my parents house, while some shirts, my pillow and toiletries moved with me. After accumulating four years of crap in college, and two more post college, then living without it for a few months, I realized that I don’t need, or really even care about most of my possessions. I still have the same memories, but without the memorbilia.

I’m still the same person… but without the baggage. I’ve realized what is important in my life, and realized that it isn’t the couch I paid too much for, or the thousand other things we waste our time and money on everyday. Our physical belongings that make us who we are really aren’t who we are. The majority of the things that I thought I couldn’t do without, I do without, and most of the time, do better without.

Will I want all my clutter back when it is time to move off the couch after I’ve secured a job?

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