Quarks in the Junk Drawer

How minimal can you be minimalism?

Been restructuring, reorganizing, downsizing. It makes me think about there being entire retail empires based on the production of special boxes that promise organization. Your life, items in chaos, vacuum-formed and parceled away. But really we just stash bits out of sight because try as we might, there comes a point when we have to decide how much chaos we are willing to accept. If we downsize ourselves, we see these untidy atoms, bouncing out of control. So we step back and accept the tidier molecule, only to realize it still is just a junk drawer, sweeping the chaos under the rug. How many steps back do we take until we see things will never truly be in order? Boxes inside boxes forever.

What is necessary?

Certainly not all these old bus transfers for starters.