I am a bit of a pack rat. That is as far as I will fess up to. To J, I am a complete and total die-hard pack rat. Periodically we go through a cleanup binge, where I go through piles of stuff and throw a bunch of it away. This activity usually stirs up a lot of emotion for me.
I don't know why I am like this, and I don't really know that I need to know why. Perhaps it works best if I just accept that I am like this; accept it, work within it, and respect it.
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