I don’t own many things. But everything I own adds value to my life.
Each of my belongings—my kitchenware, furniture, clothes, car—functions either as a tool or gives some sort of positive aesthetic value to my life. That is, as a minimalist, every possession serves a purpose and/or brings me joy.
Over time, though, situations’ll change. They always do. And so I’m forced to ask the same important question over and over and over again: Does this thing add value to my life?
And but it’s not just material possessions at which I posit this query. I ask it, too, in regard to relationships, social media, and any other potentially superfluous matters in life.
I constantly ask this question because circumstances constantly change. Just because something adds value to my life today, that doesn’t mean it’ll necessarily add value to my life tomorrow. So I keep asking, and I adjust accordingly.
“Does This Thingy Add Value to My Life” is a small sliver of a passage from my forthcoming memoir, Everything That Remains, for which you can find updates on Twitter: @ETRbook. Ryan and I also elaborated on this topic during our live Seattle Meetup (link takes you directly to this specific portion of the talk).