One of the hardest, yet satisfying moments was when I stared at my own mess of junk. After deciding I was to move out of my apartment one month early, and realizing I was gone the last week of the month, it was go time on Monday night. Most people my age are accumulating things, renting storage rooms and piling boxes into closets downstairs. I instead worked from 12 noon until 2:30 am, and the only reason I finished when I did, is I simply got rid of it. Those of you who are looking to be the next big star on that TV show the 'Hoarders' need not apply. I literally saved hours of sifting through belongings I had piled on the floor by simply throwing it all in the garbage. No recycling, no sorting, no deciding where I was to store it. I simply realized there was not one single thing I really needed, and my spirit, and mental space instantly cleared up. Simply let it go people, and find your freedom!