I can see how it is somewhat enticing to live in an environment filled with stuff. There is a cozy feeling about living in a space restricted by stuff.. it could be an instinct brought by the similarity of cluttered and claustrophobic environments with the internals of a belly !

..ewwwwww !

I usually allow the criticisms to fly. My mother gave me a stern talk about the lack of a wall clock in my apartment, but I really didn’t see the need to have one because my cell phone works quite well; I don’t even wear a wrist watch anymore!

I don’t like clutter either … especially when it comes to having to move to a different location. Being in Japan (because of the small apartment sizes) has forced me to really think hard before I buy something. As a result, I have a lot less junk laying around my place.

I do keep the physical things that remind me of people, but I guess (fortunately) those things have been mainly things that I use somewhat regularly (a book, cup, or something along those lines).

My CD “collection” is next to nothing since most of the time (if I do listen to music) I’m just streaming what’s free on the net. DVD’s … I don’t own many either. Just those I consider good works of cinema.

If you want to get rid of some of your “junk” it’s probably easiest to just give it away to someone who might find it useful.

Now if I could only get my book buying habit under control, I’ll be “near-optimal” with how I’ve arranged things. I’m eagerly looking forward to digital books; it’ll be the greatest solution to my largest “problem” of the moment. 8P

To most folks though, my apartment is pretty plain and boring, but most of the interesting things that go on are either inside my mind, on my PC (programming projects), or outside my apartment in the real world.

I say (if possible) give away the stuff you don’t need to someone who could use it, else let it meet it’s fate in the trash heap. 8P