Minimal design and living has been a lifestyle I have been admiring over the last year. It gave me inspiration to throw away probably half of the things I owned and begin living a life of solitude but with added training of my memory. Because I will never get those flashback fitted objects back. It was a saddening experience that overwhelmed my emotions as I felt loss in many ways. Memories that I cannot relive or experience. People that I will never encounter again or places that I might never go back to. In the end, however, I feel at peace with my decision of letting go.
The objects that we keep in life will always reflect a time in our past and will to some degree hold memories and special moments. My view on being minimal changed slightly as I realised that I might not necessarily want to let go of certain things in my life, even though I would rather live my life as bare minimum with only the essentials of deodorant and coffee. Oh and my favourite mug…and a cute teaspoon or two.
I admit, living minimal is a process and can take time to structure. I guess the best thing I can do is just hide my things really well. Anyone would walk into my house and think “It’s so open and spacious!” I do practice living minimally but I also keep the things I love the most, compactly and out of sight, because personally, sitting at an empty white desk, against a clean white wall, in an almost empty room can be quite drab, especially on sunny days.
I prefer overcast days.