Starting again

It seems a lot in my life right now is about starting again.

Lately I've been becoming restless about my room - the amount of stuff I have in here, the 'look' of the stuff I own and I've come to the conclusion I don't like living like a twenty year old.

Despite the fact I do actually do clean outs on a regular basis, I was convinced by Anna to do a clean out of my room today.

I've sent out a whole lot of crap. My wardrobe lost over half of its contents and there is far less... stuff.

I still need new drawers, still need a decent mirror and still have stuff to attack, but it's a start.