Tuesday, November 17, 2020

Random mold find and subsequent existential crisis/realization


 I think it’s official. I might be a hoarder. 

I can’t throw anything away due to crippling climate anxiety and guilt (slight exaggeration, I throw away some things just fine). I hold onto the dumbest crap, both paper and plastic because ooooh I could make that into art! But ha, who the hell wants it and what’s to guarantee it won’t get thrown away eventually? Ugh.

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