What if..

I am starting to regret minimalism. I have much less stuff than before but if I want to go to the extreme side I am asking myself a question that I never thought of before. If I know tomorrow is my last day what would I do?

I look around the attic and immediately point out some boxes that I would trow away cause none of my family members need it. I would shrink away my clothing so they don't need to clean it up afterwards. Basically, everything I find valuable but they don't will find it's way to the trash bin. I am doing that right now.

It's hard to think, what if I am not here anymore but most of the things I own aren't that important cause it's just laying around. Why bother to own it? It's a question that I am asking myself currently. And the process is a bit depressing but afterwards it should feel good, right. At least that's what I hope.

I am letting go of more than 70 items in one day. It's good but also painful to let something go that once was precious to me. Cleaning things up is not only beneficial to me but also to my family if something bad happens to me.

We are fortunately enough to live in a period where there is no ratio on stuff but what if you one day won't walk around on the surface of this world, would you want to bother others with your stuff?