- Vol. 04
- Chapter 07
“Our life is frittered away by detail. Simplify, simplify, simplify!” - Henry David Thoreau
Unhung paintings, driftwood, rescued chairs, broken accumulations masquerading as life; oddly treasured rags beyond all sense of purpose or fashion. There are no stoic wardrobes here; no clinical drawers.
The memories add volume: attached scenes outside of any photograph. Yet perhaps the act of living becomes lost underneath the splutter and clutter of such amassment where the years are heavy and space, so fine.
No need to move house: just be able to move to dance in each room with lungs of light, abandonment filling your chests. Breathe and feel the security in knowing that happiness is found outside of objects.