I dreamt that I was on campus. It was like an induction day, they were a lot of people around. I went into a room thinking it was where I'll find my colleagues and there no one I knew there. I could no log on the computer. I was annoyed. I went back up on the ground. I saw a tutor shouting at students at what they should do. I went to him to ask him what I should do to find my room. He got supra annoyed and started shouting at me and there and then I told him to fuck off I don't need someone treating me like a child making me feel worse than I do already I am 31 years old I said. He calms down to apologize and walked with me. I can't remember what he said apart from trying. I had short hair. I dreamt of my brother and sister with two other girls. We were lying in bed with my bro watching a movie with drag queens in it. When we got up my bro had straight hair with some highlights on it purple and green. His hairwase jet black.
I was hooked to missminimalist blogs in the past four days, reading approximately 16 pages of individuals testimonies on how they started and enjoyed their minimalist journey. It opened my eyes on the endless minimalist lifestyles that any of us can implement. I admire the traveller, the spiritualist, the true materialist (as opposed to consumerist), the mindful, the artist, the mum, the dad, the designer who with intention choose to keep the things that add value to his/her life and get rid of the frivolous. Beyond just getting rid of things, there is not participating to our current wasteful society, it is recognising that we are all equal regardless of what we own and finally it is embracing freedom. It is why I love it. I encourage you to have a read/rid, I hope it will inspire you: http://www.missminimalist.com/
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