downsizing

i've never been one who cramps. who tries to squeeze the most things in the smallest of spaces. i like space. open air. each item to have its own place in the world. however, this personal preference requires a fair amount of room. but in a matter of a month, i've discovered something truly remarkable: there's no need to cramp or squeeze if you don't have a lot to begin with. (and the lightbulb goes on).

today marks day one of downsizing. today, i make the move from a one-bedroom apartment to a studio (complete with kitchen, thank goodness). in making this transition, i've had to clean out closets and cabinets, sell/donate furniture and decorations, and choose those things that fill me.

the past few weeks have been a game deciding between what i want vs. what i need. at first, this was painstakingly difficult, but the more i surrendered to myself - to what makes me, me - it became a game between what i like and what i cherish.

so far, day one of the move has been liberating albeit exhausting. each time i open the door to my new abode, my heart is lifted by the prospect of saving money and the realization that what i have is exactly what i need/treasure. and no more.

in other news, some elephant-of-a-bird took the biggest you know what on my car. thanks.