Minimalism: it’s pretty simple.

Minimalism isn’t a crazy anti-establishment protest, but a template for simple living. In the last three months I have donated or thrown away about 70% of the clothes in my wardrobe, leaving myself with no clutter. Aside from the tidy aesthetic that many people enjoy, the task of choosing what to wear has become extremely simple and more satisfying, as my wardrobe consists of only my favourite clothes. Minimalism is essentially living a decluttered life. From clothing to relationships and even Facebook friends lists, if something no longer adds value to your life, let it go. I’m not against consumption, but I do believe that it is important to realise the difference between consumption and compulsive consumption. Are you buying something for the sake of it, or is it something that you genuinely want or need? If you are ever unsure, I’d give it a few days and see if you still feel the same about the product a few days on.

Less clutter. More meaningful living.


City life.

Cars queue together, sitting under the artificial light of the city. The traffic light in the distance changes to green. No one moves. Rush-hour traffic is accepted like a daily ritual as radio stations play their adverts, creating an unquestioned background noise amongst passengers. A glimpse through the rear view mirror shows a cyclist heading home with ease, unhindered by the congestion. A few drivers are met with inspiration, but most just get more frustrated. The traffic light changes back to red, oblivious to the lack of movement surrounding it. Welcome to city. The place where dreams are supposedly made.