this is mine, you can't take it

i confess that i'm a hoarder.

the reason why it took me this long is not because i've been in denial, but rather, i've been unaware that i am, in fact, hoarding. it was only when reading a classmate's concept paper draft a coupla' weeks ago, wherein she wonderfully defined what hoarding is.

case in point: i have 2200+ songs and i only listen to, what, 30% of them in any given period of time? some songs i haven't even heard yet? but i don't throw things away because, ya know, i might use them in the future. or not.

another would be the stashes of things i have in my wallet. i keep receipts and never throw them out (one good example is the receipt from this day. it's all faded and gray already, but i still keep it!) and if you would check out the "secret pocket" in the wallet, you'll see that it's full of such flotsam and jetsam (without water). which reminds me, i have to retire this wallet as well.

my senior year things (books, 2nd & 3rd term papers) are still stacked up in a little niche in my room. i don't know when i'll throw them out. in fact, i don't know when i'll throw anything out. it's not directly bothering anything in my life, so why bother, right? it's a little problem that isn't bothering anyone and it really ain't that bad (i'm not exactly filling up an apartment with little tchotchkes i find in the street).

so, this is mine, and you can't take it.

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