I turn off the faucet and witness the last drops of motivation fall down the drain. Surrounded by the crushing weight of my own responsibilities, but this is life. I walk through a cluttered room, where the floor is nothing, but a distant memory. I wonder when I stopped caring, picking up a third t-shirt... Continue Reading →
Less junk – less cleaning. A slobs take on minimalism.
I’m not the cleanest, nor most organized person. In fact, I hate cleaning. Ask anyone that has ever lived with me, I’m a slob in many ways, and that is exactly why I love minimalism. As someone who dreads the task of cleaning, it makes sense to have less stuff right. A misconception I’ve often... Continue Reading →
