I’m a huge fan of what I call the “spiritual cleanse”. Oh, I didn’t make up that term, of course. Spiritual cleansing has been around as long as there has been spirituality. Or cleansing for that matter. Another term for it might be the “philosophical cleanse”.
Many years ago I ditched my entire CD collection. Binned. I traded many of them for records, sold as many of them as I could for cash. I just couldn’t be defined by them. And I was running out of room. I’d amassed more music than I ever meant to — and at the same time it was simply nowhere near enough. It was punishing me. Daily. Caught in a trap, and I couldn’t walk out…
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