Yesterday's message is a bit heavy. It's something I thought about writing for such a long time. I am not even in my thirties but I have to think about what if. Unless I am in a dangerous occupation that requires to write a will before I start working, I would never thought about it.
I did hesitate about writing 'What if...' it's a bit depressing but in the end we will not surpass time. It's reality and minimalism forced me to think about it. And because of it I could let go of a lot of stuff. Things I valued or value but aren't used anymore are so difficult to let go of. But by questioning myself I could part with it.
It was painful but I am happy to experience the sad situation I put myself in. And looking back, shouldn't I have done this way much sooner.
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