Dug into some paperwork I haven't faced for a while to try to find something.
As I flicked through it all I just found myself saying "oh my god" over and over again — I've kept so much I don't need. I didn't find what I was looking for, but what I did find was that most of what's stored in bottom of my wardrobe is junk that can go.
And that somehow, without realising it, over the last few years I've become... lighter. It's not the junk that's changed, it's me.