It has been two years since the People’s Climate March, the largest of its kind in history, took place in New York City. Many of us can still recall the anger, energy and hope evoked by that historic day, but few paid attention to the visually striking artworks that made the event so memorable.

I am someone with a million interests who dreams of making use of every opportunity life has to offer. Unsurprisingly, what comes with this high-spirited, fast-paced lifestyle is the constant risk of stress overload and burnout. I regularly find myself devoting too much energy to decision-making or beating myself up for failing to tick off all the items off my to-do list. It was the violin that taught me the art of living a balanced life.

When I tell people I’m an anarchist, I usually get a lot of confused looks that hint at my potential lack of reason. In a society where certain stereotypes are formed and have not yet been dismantled, admitting you’re in a political minority inevitably leads to judgement.

Moving is the perfect time to reevaluate one’s possessions. “Declutter your life and reduce stress,” trendy magazines say. Sadly, people forget to ask themselves if the abandoned remnants of their materialism are now cluttering the world.