It has been a little over a month since I launched Minimalism Journal—time does fly by very fast! As I celebrate my little one-month milestone, I thought I’d write about something different. In my previous posts, I’ve mostly focused on physical and digital decluttering—but minimalism is so much more than that. Sure, my journey began with the physical. However, now I’m seeing that minimalism is beginning to affect other areas of my life, and so I’d like to share with you the benefits I’ve been enjoying since labeling myself as a “minimalist.”
I felt like Andy giving away his beloved toys…
I used to be that person who romanticized books so much. I thought that nothing could beat the smell, the feel, and intimacy a book can give to its reader. Reading has been (and is still) such a huge part of who I am.
Over the years, I have collected so many books. They came to me as gifts, bargain hunts, and impulse purchases. It was not enough that I borrow a book—I must have a copy of it, because I knew that I would always want to revisit the pages and relive the experiences of my favorite characters.
Recently, however, I have not had the abundance of time to read and reread. And if ever I do feel the urge to read a new book, or revisit a chapter of something I’ve already read before, I would opt to do so on my iPad. Once I became conscious of this habit I’ve apparently developed, I started digitizing my book collection. Doing this made it easy for me to finally push through with something I’ve long thought of doing: passing my physical books forward.