My study term has finally finished. Now I have the entire summer ahead of me to work on my first project, as well as to work on the RA position that I landed. Luckily for me, I don't really need to spend more than 2h on each task per day and the weekends remain relatively light. This comes as both a blessing and a curse; sure I get half a day off to do whatever I want, but I still feel this nagging sense of guilt. I feel like I'm underperforming, like there is more that could be done. Despite that, I can't be bothered to do more.
My minimalist journey has finally seen some progress. I got rid of the round table that occupied most of my living room. This was quite a relief because I wasn't sitting properly at it anyway. With it went away a wooden chair and the extension that occupied a hefty part of my closet. The living room now looks like this (on a good day)
I also sold a bunch of useless crap, like my cards against humanity deck, my poker set, my guitar amp, my diffuser. All of this stuff that was just laying around never being used. There is more, I just need to be better at evaluating what I actually want.
For the upcoming months I'm probably going to work on further reducing useless shit and actively considering getting rid of this enormous couch. Maybe I'll get one of those circular foam things instead, or maybe I'll go full crazy and keep that room empty with just workout stuff and my office.
