Awhile ago I packed up six boxes of stuff to give to Goodwill. Six whole boxes of things I really did not need to move here but it still seemed like stuff I needed then, I guess. Mostly I packed up stuff I’d bought or received for one of the houses, gifts from my in-laws (I felt a bit bad about this, because it was some stuff I really liked, but was bringing me down), stuff we’d gotten on various vacations. I started feeling quite a bit better as soon as that stuff was in boxes and out of my sight. Anyway, tonight my parents came over and we dragged those six boxes to the drop-off. I’m pretty sure the chi in my bedroom, where I was storing that stuff, just improved by about a hundred percent.