The hard part: culling my possessions.
. . . These were items I’d lugged around for years never able to part with.
I set my sights on living in New York City for just a year.
. . . After that I planned to move into a normal-sized apartment in the burbs.
Yet something happened inside those 90 square feet.
. . . My life got better. And bigger. And fuller.
. . . Did I really want to give that up for more closet space?
. . . With my overhead lower (no pun intended), I now had more time.
I was still working hard, but on my own schedule, and the stress was less.
I might have been living with less, but I had gained so much more.
. . . All because I had figured out my “why.”
For such a minuscule space, it left an enormous impression.
10-29-2014 Source: Tossing X Is Easy If You Know Why
***Ed-I modified the title because X is short for ecstasy; an illegal drug and readers may get the wrong
impression about the subject. Hope you don't mind.