Through the cupboards I go,
and as I take items out
I am determined
to put a few less back in.
I thought this would be hard.
But I have been surprised
by just how many duplicates I have.
How is it that I have 3 or 4 of so many things?
Even if I keep two, I am still getting rid of 2...
And these breeding t-shirt collections.
I gave away 48 t-shirts that belonged to Hatchling no3, in February!
How and why does she has over 30 t-shirts today?
Not exactly austerity over here.
Work changes are making me look deeper than this surface level stuff.
New opportunities present themselves
and I am frustrated,
because I can not reach up and touch the stars
with my hands full.
Full of stuff,
often used and broken,
full of stuff,
no longer important.
I am seeing how I sometimes make decisions because of habits.
I thought I had made enough hard decisions this year.
And yet I see I have often simply made the same choices over again.
I need to let go of my pre conceptions,
and then maybe,
I can chase a few dreams that flutter past like butterflies on a breeze.
So, to the loft, you are my next physical hurdle to over come.
And to my many time wasting habits, I am focusing on you, and my self doubt.
Even if I never catch them, I would rather have tried, then to have sat and watched them go past.