Last Sunday i looked at my collection of Cds and Dvds and decided to throw them all away. A few years back doing such a thing would be a matter of life and death.
For once i learn to let go without regret. Everything is downloadable these days, so there isn't much point in keeping movies you have already seen 100 times over or songs you have heard so many times before or concerts you have watched until you can perform them yourself! That means even Michael Jackson has gonna go.
Another thing, books that you have read from cover to cover, is there fun to read the same thing all over again? I wonder. Some stories that brought tears to our eyes on the first reading may not do so the second time around. Stories like Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter, that made us go ga ga first time round, now have to wave goodbye and ride into the sunset too.
Songs that moved our heart before may not have the same effect when times have changed.
The horror movies that terrified us once look so outdated now.
One big problem are the pairs and pairs of shoes lying around. I have only two feet, how come i ended up with over 16 pairs of shoes? Again, i wonder.
I dare not consider the clothes. As i was clearing my wardrobe, i came across some that i could hardly believe that i actually bought. Such ugly clothings. Many that i hardly have worn with the price tag still attached to them. Now they don't even fit me anymore. Why are they in my keep for so many years? Again i wonder.
There is a strange middleaged man that lives directly opposite my house.Everyday he goes around from bin to bin , searching for trash to keep. Every time, i can see him bringing home something (usually metal items like broken bicycle parts, unwanted pipes, broken fridge doors and scraps of metal and etc).
He doesn't even bother if it is rusty or not. He looks happy bringing home a new find and his wife doesn't mind.
In fact, his wife tells me one day that her husband has hoarded up so many unusable things in the living room that there is hardly any decent place to sit or move about. And the whole house smells like rust!
What does your husband do with the scraps of metal? Is he building something with them?
No, nothing but he says they would come in handy one day. He has ideas, he says and will put them into action when the time is right.
I see. (OMG, i think to myself, has he been getting texts from Cybertron to create a new Decepticon to defeat Optimus Prime? Or has he been receiving instructions from Steven Speilberg in Hollywood to get something ready to fight Atom in Real Steel 2?).
My husband keeps himself busy every night arranging and rearranging and sorting out the junk. He is so pleased to know it is secured and that no one touches it. To him it is his treasure..
Mm...is that so...i see. (OMG, my second guess is true, i had better warn Hugh Jackman and that cute son of his that Atom is gonna get bashed up again one more time and i don't want to see all the ladies going sob sob sob again one more time. Enough is enough!!!)
She says she dare not talk to her husband about the junk . He would get really mad as they have had many arguments over that subject before.
Well, as i have finally decided to chuck all my old stuff away, though nothing is made of metal, still i hope that strange man won't go and bring them all back home to keep.