This past weekend’s declutter brings me a great amount of relief because I’m parting with neglected books and games that sat in my apartment occupying valuable space for too long (New York City apartments are small and space is extremely valuable). They were a visible and perpetual reminder to me that the money spent on those unused items could have been used for more pertinent things (like subsidizing a less fortunate inner city child’s school supplies, putting money on an inmate’s books, and buying wholesome food, for example). Those books and games represented hours of my life that I exchanged for money that was ultimately wasted. The time is gone, the money is gone, and the energy is gone. Continue Reading
