This evening I was working on my new CD, FAVOURITES when I ran into a problem. Apparently 1/2 of my CD's were bad. Each bad CD had snippets of music or something on them. It was infuriating! The best thing I could come up with, after a calming talk with the hubby, was that the bad CD's somehow didn't get thrown away the first time around. Apparently I just put them back in the bin with the rest of the good CD's. WTF?
I'm not a hoarder, but I feel like I'm on the brink. I am, in fact, a collector, a pack rat, a connoisseur of things past. I don't throw ANYTHING away. Seriously, I have all my papers from all four years of college tucked in a drawer somewhere. I have nearly all the cards I've been sent, for every occasion possible, from the past 15 years in my desk. I have pens, pencils, crayons, markers, and out-dated calendars. I have stacks of papers, no longer in any conceivable order that I trip over regularly.
My studio, which was 90% clean before my Daikini Baby was born, is now 90% full. Of Shit. OK, maybe not shit, but definitely crap.
Why do I keep all this? What's going on in my head? What is the emotional significance of all this stuff? What hole in my soul is it all filling?
Oh the things I ponder at 2:07am...
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