It’s time to move. Whether it’s from a birthplace to a new city or needing to cross borders to an entirely new country, it’s something that can have a big impact on our lives. Today It’s time for me to make some decisions regarding moving and while I thought I was already living like a minimalist, I got totally surprised.
Putting the past in a box
I’m looking at my past, knowing I have to throw away lots of it. It’s amazing how much stuff you can have without even knowing it, while you don’t even miss it. It can be like a brand new encounter every time you check your belongings and especially your clothes.
I don’t even remember I had that tropical dress!”
Clothes and souvenirs dominate my belongings. I have some sweet wanderlust memories inside a pirate kind-a-like treasure chest my dad once made. Some African statues and Peruvian paintings inside a box, but everything else I own also has got something to do with travel. Even my shirts are basically all souvenirs as they hold texts like ‘Get up Stand up Surf Nicaragua’ or simply ‘Wanderlust’.
The art of packing
I never knew how difficult packing was until I started packing moving boxes, making my backpack look like a joke. It’s like playing the puzzle video game Tetris. Now I have to pack basically everything I own by placing it in a few boxes and the word ‘few’ is giving me a slight headache. I never knew I owned so much! That’s why I have to make a choice and decide what I should use the following months, what to save in a box and what to throw away or give to somebody else.
Hold on, wow! I even found some old Carnaval clothes of mine… Anyone interested in a Zorro hat or an Indian dress? The air that stays in clothes is not really helping me to save space in the boxes so I decide to use some vacuum storage bags, which is probably the only handy solution I found so far.
I need to start looking for a storage. Some place where I can drop my ‘few’ belongings. Every other person from my age would normally probably have a hotel mama where you’d leave your stuff and there you could pick it up whenever needed. However, my mom has passed away and my father is living in a foreign country like I do most of the time. So I should show some puppy eyes to my friends or organize some storage. It’s not a big drama to find a place at my birthplace to leave stuff at, but I believe the amount of things someone saves up can get you quite frustrated. I could easily bring a box or two to my dad’s, but placing my entire existence there while on the road would not be handy in my case.
What about my old yet precious birdcage? My lovely car? And what about my Hard Rock Cafe shot glasses, huh? I didn’t think about that when I first decided to travel the world. Of course I organized to be without pets, but I still have an emotional string attached to the old bird cage… Yet I know I will have to sell it as it’s a ridiculous thought to keep it in storage for months or even years, not even knowing if I will ever be able to use it again.
I guess I’ll hold a garage-sale in a few days in case you’re interested. Or maybe not, since it might be all old junk. The conclusion is to have as less as possible so that you can feel better and being more minimalistic will make sure that your belongings don’t become a prison of your own making.
Buy less, choose well.” – vivienne westwood
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