Monday, February 5, 2018

A thought on cleaning my apartment.

Why do people make things that need to get thrown out, like little tin boxes for chocolates or mints, or souvenirs that people won't use and just gather dust?

I've held on to a number of these thing even though I don't want them, because there's nowhere else that they can go.

I was very proud of myself, that during my top-to-bottom house cleaning recently I finally just chucked a number of them in the trashcan, to take out to the dumpster, as a matter of self-assertion over the material world.

I do wonder, though, about all the people who buy so much, and throw it out, all the time.

Don't they think of others, or not want to be frivolous?

The act of consumption is a very self-centered practice.

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