The bicycle stored unused still holds a version of the owner’s intended afternoons.

Unused objects are stored intentions. The bicycle in the hallway, the instrument in its case, the unopened box of paints all describe a life somebody meant to have, and keeping them holds the plan open without acting on it. Sometimes the intention is real and simply needs a first Saturday. Sometimes the object is doing the wanting on your behalf.

Pick one such thing and give it a date this month. Use it once, badly, and see what happens. If imagining it gone brings relief, let somebody else have it without guilt.