Clearance

I went through my possessions today, not everything, just one small category (accessories) in anticipation for the garage sale that my family is thinking of holding this upcoming weekend. Dutifully this morning, I opened my various jewellery boxes and went through one by one the pieces that I had, pieces that I had accumulated in my brief lifetime. Things that I had loved and locked away and forgotten about, and other things that I had purchased, just because at that moment in time the thrill of consumption and materialistic possession overwhelmed my sanity. Laying the items out, it occupied the space of my entire bed, covered completely by sparkley baubles, shiny metallic things, pins of every description, brooches, headbands.... As I laid it out, a weariness descended upon me, perhaps because it was stark, harsh evidence of the things that have so captivated me and robbed me of time that would have been spent infinitely better elsewhere, perhaps it was the sheer degree of the excess and decadence...the pure insatiable insanity of believing that I needed more when I already had so much. Looking with despair at it all, I was reminded of the black nameless thing in Hayao Miyazaki's Spirited Away, always eating eating eating, unable to stop, despite the fact that it was being made sick by what it had eaten. Naturally I am being melodramatic, but I do need to reassess my consumption patterns.