tales from an ordinary world

2003-01-19

So many things I no longer use. This time I'm purging old PC cases and motherboards, and I've amassed a box full of bits that spreads back through my life to at least 1994. "the passing of time, and all of its crimes", etc. I'm telling myself that I won't really miss these things. Green boards and chips and metal. They sat in cupboards for years, just in case I might need them again. The family trait, the hoarding instinct, it runs deep within me. Sometimes I'll make a token effort, I'll throw a few things out, but within a few months I'll find myself staring around my room, asking "why do I still have so many things that I no longer use ?"