Pretend you have reached the “perfection” of minimalism. You have Kondo’d your life. Everything has been cleaned, decluttered, simplified, culled, curated, purged and pruned. You own nothing that does not spark joy, wasn’t useful or beautiful, didn’t hold intense personal value, makes you turn cartwheels or burst into song upon seeing it. Your home and life are now (mostly) an empty vessel.
Your space echoes. It’s shiny. “Cleaning” takes 5 minutes and laundry 1 hour. Per month. It’s perfect.
What are you going to fill your time with?
I mean, the point wasn’t to have and DO nothing. That would be boring. And then we’d turn around and fill everything back up with the same old crap we just got rid of.
Make a list. What is valuable to you and your time? Why did your do this to begin with? What didn’t you like? What did you expect it to be like? How do you feel now? What do you want to do? What is your goal? What are you going to do now???
Perhaps today, before you are “perfect,” you might want to sit down and think about this. Write it down. Make a plan. Because I don’t know about you, but I don’t really like the sound of “emptiness.”