Stuff. Stuff. Who wants stuff?
In the two decades (plus a bit) I've lived on this world, all I've accumulated is stuff. Knick-knacks, clothes, books (!! who can possibly have enough?), pictures, scraps and assorted crafting materials, etc.
What good does it do when we're gone? Or, more immediately, when we're moving?
I'm moving for the umpteenth time in my life, and now more than ever I realize how much I--any of us--accumulate. (It doesn't help that I'm a pack rat!) Oh, oh, oh. Stuff. Will I ever rid myself of it?
And can I ever bear to part with any of it?
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I feel for you. Adam and I have two stacks of boxes with stuff we haven't unpacked yet, and we've been living here for a year and a half-- at this point, having never used it since we moved, we SHOULD get rid of it, but I just can't bring myself to do it.
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