Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars?I could really use a wish right now, wish right now, wish right now...Airplanes by B.O.B. ft. Hayley Williams
I was busy packing away my stuff. Most of the stuff are something that I can live without but it either holds a priceless unique memory, or too wasteful to be dumped. So my solution is: some are given to others whom I think will benefits from it; some are thrown away because I really can't see where I can fit it; and some are just lucky to find their ways into my "not-so-junk box".
Back then, I would stupidly pack every single thing without even thinking twice. So imagine if I move few times every few years... Those growing junks are trailing along my way! I guess the older I get, the more "cincai" I am. Cincai in a sense that I don't mind giving away my stuff for free (or at a non-profitable charges) when I don't need it. And I am happy to see that I now have lesser stuff to transfer than what I have when I moved in last year.
Did I learnt not to feel attached to the materials? Yes, because I found my happiness elsewhere and it is not branded with something like Ikea, Samsung, Akemi, Roxy, Sony Ericsson, La Senza... It is just a feeling inside me.