Messy – Half-messy – Orderly
After living in Kawasaki for seven and a half years, I decided to move to neighboring Yokohama because a) my place of work changed from Tokyo-Shibuya to Yokohama and b) because the place where I currently live, is not as earthquake proof as I’d like it to be.
Houses in Japan are not built to last for an overly long time and my current place dates from 1987, the one I’ll be moving to dates from the year 2000 and is made of reinforced concrete in contrast to the wooden place where I am now.
Ever since leaving my parents’ place at the age of 19, the seven and a half years in Kawasaki are the longest I lived in the same apartment. I’ve been moving about every four years before. I don’t really remember anymore why I didn’t throw out more junk in 2009 when I moved from Saitama to Kawasaki, but this time I was and am determined not to move all my junk from Kawasaki to Yokohama.
I have been throwing things away since May or so, bit by bit, and more massively since the beginning of August.
I’d like to classify people into orderly people, half-messy people and messy people. And I hereby put myself into the half-messy category. Oh, hell, what junk I have gathered during the past seven and a half years! Ahhhhhhhhhhh… I’d also like to classify myself as a hunter and gatherer. I’m a fan of many a movie or TV franchise and of many a heavy metal band and then there are books also. The amount of books, DVDs, CDs, figures, posters and and and that I have hunted and gathered is staggering. On top of that there are tons of memorabilia and souvenirs from that other passion of mine, traveling… ahhhhh.
And am I very tidy? NO! Because everywhere stands something, lion figures from Okinawa, Ganesha figures from India, Captain Picard figures, plush animals, Wacken goods… and I am too lazy or busy to lift them all up and dust them regularly. Meaning, all the stuff is bloody dirty/dusty/messy. I am dearly trying to get rid of junk and have thrown away loads like his one every week now for a while, but still there is so much left I’d like to keep.
I’m still calling myself half-messy because I’ve seen worse 
