I cleaned out my closet tonight. I ended up throwing away three bags of useless stuff, with a fourth in the works. The room is still pretty trashed, but I’m closing in on my goal of not owning anything.
I’ve got a nice stack of boxes in one end, which is basically just the stuff I want to keep. Magazines with articles that I like, books (I don’t own many books), mementos of past events, the box my Sprint DSL router came in (don’t ask), and a huge box that can only be described as “lots of wire.”
My closet isn’t very big, but even still, half of it is now empty.
I think I’m going to live in there.
I need a quiet place to think. And I can definitely fit inside this closet. Hell, I can lay down in there if I want to. I’ve got laptops and wireless internet, an iPod and a cell phone. I’ve got a mobile office. I can go anywhere I want and do the work I need to do. So, who says I have to leave my apartment? Why not venture into the tiny, stress-free world inside my closet?
The price is right. I get the closet included as part of my rent.
I’m going to finish cleaning up the room tomorrow and give the closet a trial run. Maybe drag a pillow in there. The sky’s the limit. I’ve never tried writing C++ in a closet before.
I don’t want to hear any jokes about “coming out of the closet,” either.
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dammit man