I decided to do some spring (maybe now summer?) cleaning in my closet this week.

Cleaning out my closets was long overdue, and I finally tackled the chaos head-on. I found clothes I hadn’t worn in years, mystery cords, and more than a few forgotten memories. Letting go of clutter felt surprisingly liberating—like making space for a lighter, clearer version of myself. Now, every time I open the door, I feel a little spark of peace and accomplishment

Have you cleaned out your closets lately?