I’ve been sorting through boxes of memorabilia, from family photos, to old letters, to children’s art. I sit in my office while our painter is in the other room transforming our surroundings with his gift for precision.
As he comes into my office to grab a roller, I show him what I am doing and he states simply, “it all becomes dust.”
So, should I just throw it all away or what? Like they say in Fight Club, “What you own ends up owning you.” But I have to say, I sure do enjoy all of the crap in all of these boxes. It’s always a surprise to see what I packed into a box when I rushed to meet the movers, or even to see the boxes I packed a few moves ago and didn’t open until now.