Perhaps I’m getting old, but it’s seem that less is actually beautiful.
Perhaps the greatest gift of minimalism is that it makes me think about the choices I’m making. This isn’t just what has happened to me. I choose what I don’t spend my time and money on, and that makes it possible to choose what I do spend my time and money on.
Or maybe it’s the minimalist bug that I caught on, having less stuff actually helps me to think better. My table is especially messy and often I start to do different things at the same time. Having a clean desk or rather uncluttered desk keeps me focus.