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I am a collector of certain things. Nothing extraordinary or over the top, just particular things that have captivated my interest during my life.
As I get older I look at all this stuff I've been forever carrying around with me. Up until a few years ago it was of paramount importance. Why? Beat's me, but I continued to lug it from house to house over the years each time I moved. I made space for it, housed it, heated its' area and thought it was of interesting value. Hmmmm, I no longer know.
Recently I feel it has become a tremendous burden and I realized if I was rid of it I would need a third less of the space I reside in. It is interesting that my passion for eliminating the stuff is increasingly becoming as strong as my passion for collecting it in the first place. I am sure some of this "urge to purge" has to due with not burdening my family with the miserable task of dealing with the shit I leave behind. I had a clean slate coming into this world and there is an ever increasing attraction to the notion of leaving a clean slate when I leave.
Some what do others think? Do you collect? How do you feel about it as you get older? Has your interest in it waned as you've aged. What is your plan for it? In particular, I would like to know about the expats living in LOS. What have you done with the stuff from your yester-life? Does it matter? Recently someone pined about missing all the "awful" stuff of Thanksgiving as a child with family. Is this the same?
Your thoughts?
Steff
P.S. I have every god-damn TIME magazine since 1974. All neatly boxed. who's interested? :-)
As I get older I look at all this stuff I've been forever carrying around with me. Up until a few years ago it was of paramount importance. Why? Beat's me, but I continued to lug it from house to house over the years each time I moved. I made space for it, housed it, heated its' area and thought it was of interesting value. Hmmmm, I no longer know.
Recently I feel it has become a tremendous burden and I realized if I was rid of it I would need a third less of the space I reside in. It is interesting that my passion for eliminating the stuff is increasingly becoming as strong as my passion for collecting it in the first place. I am sure some of this "urge to purge" has to due with not burdening my family with the miserable task of dealing with the shit I leave behind. I had a clean slate coming into this world and there is an ever increasing attraction to the notion of leaving a clean slate when I leave.
Some what do others think? Do you collect? How do you feel about it as you get older? Has your interest in it waned as you've aged. What is your plan for it? In particular, I would like to know about the expats living in LOS. What have you done with the stuff from your yester-life? Does it matter? Recently someone pined about missing all the "awful" stuff of Thanksgiving as a child with family. Is this the same?
Your thoughts?
Steff
P.S. I have every god-damn TIME magazine since 1974. All neatly boxed. who's interested? :-)
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