even moving from one room to another in the same house, i find i am confronted by the fact that i'm eventually going to have to throw a lot of stuff away. i just don't have room.
there's a lot of stuff i hold onto for sentimental value, but in reality i know i've got no reason to keep, and that i've (mostly) outgrown.
like my hockey card collection. i don't know why i still have it, but part of me is so hesitant to throw it out. it seems like such a waste.
or my box full of EGM's. like, literally 50 odd editions. i don't know why, but i keep convincing myself to keep them in the corner for camp value. who knows? maybe they'll be a conversation piece one day?
or old books. you know you're a packrat when your copy of hobbes' leviathan is next to a bunch of garfield and family circus collections. hell, i don't even like family circus.
lets have a moment of silence for my marvel cards, coin collection and baseball signed by the 1994 blue jays.
we grow up so fast.
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