see, here it is:
i have too much shit.
i try to get rid of it, herd it, contain it.... it's an uphill battle that i have clearly lost.
a lot of it is worthless, sentimental, broken, too-small shit. and yet, it remains...
i won't lose that 15 lbs that would make it fit again
i don't forsee any event/occasion in the next year for which i might need that sort of shoe/dress/handbag
i haven't read it since i bought it a year ago
i haven't unpacked it since i moved here
i haven't eaten it since i bought on a whim during an ill-advised trip to the grocery store while hungry
why do i hang on to this shit? what gene am i missing that controls the throwaway impluse?
the thing is: i have too much shit. that's the thing.
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
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I know that feeling well! Why do you think i kept trying to give all my shit to you?! and i STILL have too much shit! i'm convinced it multiplies in the box or the closet and eventually will take over the house with reckless abandon.
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