Spring cleaning

The word spring cleaning came to my attention when I gave my room a makeover. The intended purpose was more out of sheer boredom, but culminated with me now having to sit up on the chair while posting my random ramblings. These ramblings I might add can even give those sturdy, fisher-woman a run for their vernacular way of speaking. For me it was more a spring cleaning of my soul and a way to break free from the shackles of my past. It was a way to show a sense of responsibility and maturity in my thinking as I step closer to a new era that will shape my life. Memories of priced possessions in the last 4 years found its way to the trash can. Memories of sentimental value too were not spared. The tough part was in just letting go. At the end of the day, my heart was torn with grief on having to let go of those items that once meant something. Holding on to curios from friends, family and other 'people', seems to be an expected norm more so when the said items are given out of love, friendship or even mild crushes. At the end of the cleaning drive, when most articles that didn't fit in anyway on the VED or ABC analysis and found its way to the trash can, it seemed like a huge burden had lifted off me. Hoarding is man's greatest weakness, and I have often fallen prey to it. We are known by the materialistic prizes we possess and I refuse to be captured in the false pretense of possession. Not a tear should be shed as long as the dignity of oneself is still in place.