Yep! Somehow your stacks looks more beautiful than the overflowing drawers at my place :)
Awhile back I was thinking maybe I just get a remote place out in the desert and set to re-reading all that I've written in a discovery of self. I suppose that sounds somewhat narcissistic, but maybe one doesn't have to feel that's a selfish move considering all of the years of been mothering (both siblings and my own).
Yep! Somehow your stacks looks more beautiful than the overflowing drawers at my place :)
Awhile back I was thinking maybe I just get a remote place out in the desert and set to re-reading all that I've written in a discovery of self. I suppose that sounds somewhat narcissistic, but maybe one doesn't have to feel that's a selfish move considering all of the years of been mothering (both siblings and my own).
I didn't actually need to reread. Somehow the shredder did that for me.
You are brave! Why, oh, why do I hoard the past?
It's the horror vacui, my dear. We all suffer with it.