My eternal to do list

One day I’ll stop watching Poirot reruns and start organizing.


I will tame  the chaos after finally putting to use hours of reading “how to declutter” posts.


I will give my closets the professional organizer treatment and end up with a curated wardrobe of classical pieces.


I will stop buying every piece of vintage luggage that crosses my path because I will not need the extra storage space anymore.


I will keep only what is necessary.


And will try to convince myself that minimalism is sexy.


I will stop trying to keep all the things my granddad used to collect.


And after I have managed to strip my life off all the frivolity , I will finally have the time to read all the books lying around.


I have never crossed any item of this to do list. Either because I’m too lazy or too busy procrastinating.


Or because I can’t force my maximalist nature to become something else and pretend I don’t find beauty in the poetry of everyday chaos.

 

 

 

The Poetry of List-Making

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