Cluttered Spaces and My Sanity.

When I read through the prompt, a series of events were already playing through my mind. I was already envisioning myself organising a few things just to create more space but then, I read the last line and that line is definitely a game changer.

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I must admit that the addition of the $20 price tag makes the offer more tempting. I mean, who wouldn't want to get a few dollars each day by just staying in a totally disorganised room? Definitely not me. If I'm speaking from a really honest perspective, $20 would be too minial in comparison to the discomfort a minimalist would face.

For me, a clutter-packed home goes beyond physical. It has a way of toying with the psychological. I do not know if it's only me that feels this way but whenever things aren't in the right place, I get really disturbed. The urge to place them in the right place keeps reoccurring even when I walk away from that spot. One minute, I find myself trying to walk away and the next second I am organising the mess. At that moment, the mess would probably be like " look who came running back".

It's amusing how this prompt actually played out some time ago in my life but the only difference in my case was the fact that I wasn't being paid to stay in the clutter-packed room. It was an experiment I decided to carry out and the result was served on a platter of gold:)

For some reasons that I still don't know, I decided to fight the minimalistic urges that usually accompanied clutter-packed spaces. I told myself that I would be staying in a clutter-packed room for three days and I did. But on the second day, I got ill. The symptoms weren't physical but I knew that something was off with my being. Because this feeling was mild, I just shrugged it off. On the third day, it came in full swing. I knew very well that the illness had a lot to do with the discomfort I was currently facing. I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me that.

Amidst the uneasy feeling, I decided to declutter. The organising process took about two hours and after that it felt like a burden had been lifted off my shoulders. There was more breathing space.

This was the proof that I so yearned for . That little incident proved that minimalism had become more than just an option , it was now a lifestyle.

If I didn't have to pick them I would have turned down the offer to live in a clutter-packed room in a heartbeat but If It was really pertinent that I took up this offer then I would stay for just a day. Looking at it from the good side, after that day, I would be $20 dollars richer, yay! That is if I don't feel too uneasy and need to spend the money on chocolate cake in a bid to ease the discomfort.

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With love, wongi ✨