I went to see 300 on Sunday afternoon - one of the best films ever. I'm going to stop myself right here before I start gushing. Mesmerizing.
I cleaned a bit this past weekend, and I've taken stuff to the Goodwill dropoff, and still I've only made a dent. I'm feeling frustrated - ready to chuck it all. Well, most of it. This is not a spring-cleaning urge-- I sort of function on some huge elliptical orbit oblivious to the seasonal urges other people seem to get. It's caused by my own recalcitrant circadian clock which also gives me the instinct to awaken at the crack of noon, whether I've had the full 5 hours' sleep or not.
Anyway, the sheer volume of stuff I have is really getting me down. It's insidious how this over-accumulation creeps up on a body. Why do we keep thousands of photographs which are unremarkable and unmemorable, for example, not of people or of anything in particular? I've mentioned my glossy addiction, but now I've started letting the subscriptions lapse and I'm throwing them out. I'm not a minimalist and I never will be, but something's got to give. Everything must go. Please clear the area.
I remember a few years back there was an art student who sold all his crap on ebay. His i.d. was mylifeforsale and listed items included half-used bags of flour, boxes of oatmeal and all his clothes and possessions. It was very odd, but I'm understanding the urge.
I think I've been holding back from life for way too long. I know everyone feels on occasion that life is more dark and complicated than it should be, and therein lie many of its frustrations and heartbreaks. We can't change it. We can't wish it away. All we can do is make the best of what we have, and fight to preserve what truly is precious and of value in our lives, and let go of the flotsam and jetsam that weighs us down.
I love in the brilliant David Mamet film The Edge where Anthony Hopkins and Alec Baldwin are tragically stranded in the Canadian Rockies.
Alec: What will you do when you get back to civilization?
Anthony: I'm going to start my life over.
Alec: You'll be the first.
What do you think? Will you be spring cleaning? Are you a clean freak anyway? Minimalist? Pack Rat? Sick home syndrome? Any tips for de-acquiring colossal piles of crap? Can a zebra change her spots? I'm waiting with bated breath.