This year, my roommate and I decided to conduct a social experiment with our dorm room. Inspired by research from the University of Minnesota on the psychological implications of untidiness, we decided to see how living in the messiest possible conditions would affect us.
We initially thought a disorderly environment would result in negligence in other areas of our lives, however, it proved liberating. By opting out of the “socially responsible” thing to do, we had freed ourselves of an illusory status quo about how living spaces should be kept. This led to unconventional approaches in our studies, relationships, and various intellectual endeavors.
We’ve concluded that a healthy amount of clutter breeds creativity. After all, there’s a dozen other people and things you could be better spending your time with than cleaning your room.
Just kidding, Osker and I are just messy slobs and this freaking mess took us over 7 hours to clean up and move out.