Let me rephrase that, I WAS drowing in clothes. I came across a project called Project 333 It's a simple project that basically asks you to take a hard look at your closet, your drawers and the habits and mentality we take on around cur clothes. Our culture attaches so much of our identification on our connection and continued accumulation of our clothes. And its not enough to claim innocence through the purchase of second hand, either! (Somethiing I would say in order to justify the purchase) Accumulating is accululating. SImple. And so, I started the purge a few days ago. It's taken me though memories, some good and some not so good. One shirt reminded me of an awful funeral I attended for a dear friend's loss. I thankfully let it go and knew I couldn't wear it again. That was an easy one. But there were harder ones. And they went with everything else, but I can't say the memory left with them. And that's okay.
In the end, what we think is a momumentous task, often proves the most worthy of our time and energy. First world problems start with a full closet we feel we might be drowing in. We are free when we let go.