Another section from Nora Ephron's book, "I Feel Bad About My Neck" relates preparing to move after many years in one place. I kind of relate to this right now.
"We threw away whole pieces of our lives: the Care Bears, the wire shelving in the basemen, boxes full of bank statements, the posters we hung on the walls, the stereo speakers that no longer worked, the first computer we ever bought, the snowboard, the surfboard, the drum kit. Boxes of clothing went to charity. Boxes of books went to libraries.
We were forced to confront what we'd outgrown, what we no longer need, who we were. We'd Taken Stock. It was as if we'd died but got to sort through our things; it was as if we'd been reborn and were now able to start accumulating things all over again."
Comments