Oh yes... books are getting fewer and fewer, they are so hard to get rid of and yes, you never get what they're worth. Most of these are gone already.. I'm down to one box of essential reading and signed copies.
I let go of my first camera ever...that was hard. The 35mm Canon AE-1. Many things I've kept as "art materials", for "someday" when I would make that collage, or sculpture, or whatever... that's all going going gone. The clothing, yes... keeping things forever even though you don't wear them anymore. Sentimental odds and ends, things from childhood, it's all being dealt with. I've been taking my things which were stored at my parents house for years, and slowly offloading them... old toys and trinkets. One of a kind leaflettes and zines that I will never read again... going to the free box at the Seward Cafe, so heads up Minneapolis. ;) Oh so many things... but some things I can't get rid of, like my father's bow, or a few old tools from my grandparents farm, the axe from my parents place.... things like this I have to store, for someday... when I will have some land that isn't 'rented'... I'm dreaming of such a day. But first... it's a nomad's life for me. I've got a few years of world travel left in me, and still need to circumnavigate the globe on a sailboat, so... onward!
We are sentimental creatures and struggle when we have to part with things which have been a big part of our lives. But some things do need to be removed to make room for new things that's how life works, can't have everything we want.