I made a reconnaissance to my storage unit. It is a bit overwhelming. It occurs to me, that if my effort to clean and sort my possessions in Korea over the first 3 weeks of July was a "clearing out" of the my last decade's worth of accumulation, then cleaning out and sorting this storage unit represents a "clearing out" of the previous decade's worth of accumulation, because I didn't do an adequate job when I departed for Korea 11 years ago. So now I face it.
There are some heirloom furniture items in there, and there is of course my vast collection of books. There are some nice newer furniture items, worth keeping too. There are a lot of things not worth keeping: old clothes, some appliances, a lot of old broken electronics stuff that I hoarded for some unfathomable reason. I have to sort into two piles: "send to Alaska" and "junk." Here I go: my full time job for the next 10 days.
I'm tired already. But I am going to face it with optimism. My friend Amy had excellent, aphoristic advice, which I'll paraphrase because I don't remember her exact words: "be brutal with the stuff, but kind to your self."
[daily log: walking, 3km]
