container store

“There is something undeniably comforting about the Container Store. If only our lives were so easily contained.” (Eric Weiner)

I know a thing or two about container store. And yes, I believe comforting is one of them. Not the store. The store itself usually brings excitement to me. But yes, when you make your way through the crowded aisles, touch and examine all those storage and containers, you heart start to smile. A comfort smile. It's indeed comforting to think how you can keep all your important and not-so-important stuff inside them.

So, for a good couple of months prior to my big move-out, I checked in to some sort of container stores. Specifically looking for...containers. I was determined to get as much as good containers I could get to stuff all my knick knacks inside so I could cramp all of them to my new tiny room. To my comfort, I think I quite nailed it. Now I have pretty much a clear vision about everything I have and where they are. And indeed comforting to know you can fit everything in. Some are still seen by the eyes, some are comfortably hidden. Yes, at some point some things are better left unseen yet you know you still hold them dearly.

No one can say it better than Mr. Weiner.
If only our lives were so easily contained.
You can keep all you want. All you need. The way you want it to.
Childhood laughs in top drawer. Friends inside safety box behind the painting. The love of your life close to you on the nightstand.
All safe. Within your reach. No slipping away. No goodbyes.

If only.