Dear Friends,
Once I got my no muss, no fuss (I mean business) haircut, I was able to achieve a great deal.
I spent two days rummaging through my past victories and failures, tossing out everything that has no bearing on my future present. In the process, I developed a better understanding of people who live in sterile environments. I've always looked down on minimalists, judging their homes to be cold and characterless. But now, I realize that minimalists are people who live in the NOW, a nostalgia-free world where planning for the future doesn’t involve provisions for rainy days.
As I look around my very clean, slick apartment, without a trace of life, I realize that I’ve, once again, reinvented myself.
In my big storage there are
only three boxes; one containing albums of essential photos that my
offspring may collect after I’m dead; the other holds immigration papers, marriage
certificates, divorce papers, income tax returns, property deeds, diplomas and expired
passports, including the one that was issued by the Imperial Government of
Iran, thirty-some years ago). The third box is home to tokens of other people’s
affection, including my students.
Once I got my no muss, no fuss (I mean business) haircut, I was able to achieve a great deal.
I spent two days rummaging through my past victories and failures, tossing out everything that has no bearing on my future present. In the process, I developed a better understanding of people who live in sterile environments. I've always looked down on minimalists, judging their homes to be cold and characterless. But now, I realize that minimalists are people who live in the NOW, a nostalgia-free world where planning for the future doesn’t involve provisions for rainy days.
As I look around my very clean, slick apartment, without a trace of life, I realize that I’ve, once again, reinvented myself.
In my big storage there are
only three boxes; one containing albums of essential photos that my
offspring may collect after I’m dead; the other holds immigration papers, marriage
certificates, divorce papers, income tax returns, property deeds, diplomas and expired
passports, including the one that was issued by the Imperial Government of
Iran, thirty-some years ago). The third box is home to tokens of other people’s
affection, including my students.
Wow! What a busy life, I’ve
been living! No wonder I need to rest.
I've come to believe that the past belongs to the young who need to know where they’ve come from. And no one should really bother with the future; it’s as unreliable as unpredictable.
I've come to believe that the past belongs to the young who need to know where they’ve come from. And no one should really bother with the future; it’s as unreliable as unpredictable.
I personally, need only the
present.
Hi, my name is Lili and I’ve become a minimalist!
Hi, my name is Lili and I’ve become a minimalist!
Lili -- I love that post! Succinct and to the point!
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