[August 1st, 2015 [#1]]
Two months? One and a half months from today? In that time we envision that we'll be out of here.
We woke up this morning to start taking pictures of this place — and suddenly I understand why lighting is so important in photography. It really is everything.
But at the same time, I am wondering if the camera will even be able to capture what we feel when we walk out of our bedroom in the morning and see this glittering loft of color, completely illuminated by the sunlight peeking in from the windows on the opposite side. I looked around as I stepped out of the bedroom this morning and felt all that light; so proud of the warm feeling radiating off of all the things we've collected and built over the years.
Talking about it to a friend yesterday, she told me that she's actually reading a book that discusses the concept of embracing a minimalist lifestyle at home. In the very brief moment where she described what the book teaches, she mentioned that one of the lessons of this minimalist practice is to hold your objects in your hands and reflect over them to see if you find a great emotional attachment. I imagine doing this with all these things surrounding me this morning and cannot imagine that it would be easy, or even too successful. For Aviv and I, we would need to hold our breath through it all. If we must let go of everything an emotional rating system probably won't work here. I suppose this book and I have two different missions, but I did find it an inspiring idea for those looking to simply do some clean-up.
Let's face it: instead, we're going nomadic.