uncluttered

uncluttered. that's the best thing that my recently conluded two-day retreat did to me. the retreat experience was coming to terms with myself. it was a welcome pause from all the hassles of my student life. the required silence and detachment from my prized possessions (e.g. cellphone, friends) were difficult to bear at first. breaking free from the world's noise was relatively easy. it was clearing the noise inside myself that demanded herculean effort. i an't escape myself now, can i? in keeping quite and taking a pause, i put my life into focus; magnified it. i sorted through the varied things i found in it- the pretty shining useless trinkets of my vanity and the rainbow bright masks i used to feign both sadness and joy. in the bottom of the pile that is my life are my hopes and dreams and all the other good things that were taken for granted for some time. i sorted through all that stuff and segregated those that made sense and those that didn't anymore. those that were truly important and those that weren't anymore. those that i couldn't live without and those i can throw out. it was a 'general cleaning' of sorts. it was clearing all the grime and cobwebs of my life. it was breaking free. at the end, i've come uncluttered.