What do I collect?
I’m a minimalist at heart. I think I’m fortunate in the sense that I was born a minimalist. When it comes to possessions, I’ve always felt that less is more. For example: I have a “capsule wardrobe” which fits into a fairly small gym bag or a large Birkin.
The décor of my home can best be described as Spartan. There is no piece of furniture that doesn’t serve a purpose. If I don’t use something, I get rid of it. I don’t have any knickknacks or souvenirs either on display or hiding in a dusty corner of a drawer. You won’t find a single throw cushion on my bed. And my walls are blank, white canvases. Okay, I’ll admit it, my home is a study in Extreme Spartanism. I don’t believe this is an official style yet. I could be starting a trend here. Who knows?
So what do I collect? I would say the only thing I have a lot of is memories. There are a handful of them that I wouldn’t mind getting rid of. Unfortunately, an app that deletes unwanted memories has yet to be invented. Having said this, my good memories are my most precious possessions. I won’t willingly let go of those.
