The Great Purge.

Ok, admittedly not the most tempting of titles. I'll implore you to forgive it. Today marked the beginning of a great mission. A mission of extreme importance, and overwhelming difficulty. Today a began to purge myself of the excess shit that is plaguing my home, and my sanity. I, like most that i know, have a deep fondness for junk. Be it the antique lamp, or the decorative pillow, or the jeans that havent fit me in a year that i hold onto just in case because i know ill never find  a pair just like them and i know ill be that thin again at some point in the near future, and.... blah blah blah! Shit, junk, clutter, the heck with it all. One question started this whole process and if all goes to plan, then by the end of this journey ill have my answer.  What am i compensating for? Why do i feel the need to collect? To fill the empty spaces on my dressers, to fill my cabinets and drawers? What void am i really filling with all of this superficial malarkey? the obvious answer is that i, like almost everyone else, have fallen victim to the harsh reality of a consumer driven society dead set on making us all believe that more is more and the more you got the better you are. Now logically i know that to be false. But some part of me is still afraid to let go. WAS afraid to let go. Not any more. Today was just day one, and im not saying its going to be easy to relinquish these ties, but it will get done. i have a calm certainty that when i have hacked through the clutter that is fogging my home, that the clutter fogging my mind will also be cleared away..... now that will be a good day :) im ready to let go..... starting now.