Moving from a flat of 110 m2 30m2 another is not an easy task.
must discard many things.
clothing, furniture, shoes, movies, books, go handing around here and there, pieces of you, after having finally chosen as expendable.
And the days pass, and my house is increasingly empty, but not done anything at fault, as I thought.
the contrary, I feel more and more light.
I wonder what the hell would I want all those things, if not needed.
guess that's the sentimental value.
But I have a big heart, so now I find it somewhat absurd that going keep my love for others, in a relationship of objects, when I know (sorry) they always carry with me.
When part of me.
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