objects .

how do you know when something is worth keeping? when do you get to the point where you realise that it’s gone too far, you can’t handle it, and you’ve got to let it go?

i’m not just talking about people, friends or relationships. i’m talking about everything. possessions, ideals, memories, beliefs. life.

some things are easy to hold on to even when the world is against you. some things not so much.

i’ve held on to a lot over the years. i’m a massive hoarder, to be honest, and keep everything that i deem useful, could be useful, or slightly sentimental. when i moved i threw most of it away, but i’ve found that i brought quite a few useless bits of memorabilia into my new life.

toys, pictures, photos, birthday cards, especially, that are stored somewhere until next year’s birthday cards come along.

i sometimes wish that i could put it all in an inventory somewhere and come back to view it all when i’m older. and then i think that it’s over, why should i care so much, just throw them away. but i don’t, because of the massive hoarder i am, and end up coming back a couple of years later, reading through them only to find that they hardly mean anything to me, and using them to line tomorrow’s garbage bin.

so who’s to say if something’s worth keeping or not? if it’s worth keeping now, what makes you think it will be worth it later on? what if everything is just a massive waste of space?

some day… someone’s going to come along and answer all my rhetorical questions… and i’ll be left dumbfounded.