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All my worldly goods
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Re the storage - Sometimes I wish a lot of my stuff would just go away. Maybe I will bung it in storage and then they can deal with it. Belongings are often emotional baggage.
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Mine’s not emotional baggage, Well maybe – it’s vanity, my story of myself, but looking round my bookshelves and records was really rooting, and I won’t have that any more. It all comes down to housing really. I’m wotried about where I’ll live, all the time. Living with only what’s most immediate isn’t a liberation to me.
Then I think, STFU, you’ve chosen this life :)
I know i’m supposed to be free of the longing of all worldly possessions (as per my stoned philosophical readings and shite) but let’s face it, the LPs and books are our personal history, in the perusing of them there is a story to be told, one with words and music that help define the people we are, if feel for your loss good Sir and though i know some will say “they’re just things” they are more than that… i will raise the bong high in hopes that they find a good home and the possibility that they may find there way into some hands that value them, that may spark thinking or creativity and that they’ll be loved as you had loved them.
and i know a bit how Hayley feels, i don’t sleep with the enemy i sleep on the couch downstairs but i know what it’s like a bit to whore yourself out for accomodation, i of course remind myself who and why i’m here but that only lessens the sting not remove it.
Yes – I don’t go along with this idea that things like records and books are just material things. They’re far more than that. I’d love to know where everything ends up too (although if that’s a tip in China perhaps I’d prefer not to know).
It’s a difficult situation you’re in and I know the feeling having done a similar thing in the past myself.
I wish Hayley could save up for a whle and get her own place. She spent £400 the other day on getting some tiles done for her an artwork she’s been working on. Artists eh? :)
Surprised to see Wendy’s name appear. Hope she’s well. Do not discount friendly and hard working. That’s a premium. The teacher whip around caught me off guard and made me inexplicably sad. That’s a Tuesday morning for you.
Wendy’s really going through it. She will always be here. I just didn’t want to say too much because not sure if I should be talking too much about her when she’s so ill, with a consuming, draining condition.
Yes, I was astonished when Jenny told me about the teachers helping her and her sisters. If I could, I’d get in touch with all of them and thanks them with the depths of gratitude that that act deserves.
Checking back in after my quarterly disappearance. Sorry about the records and books. As i shed the weight of my belongings, it’s the music and written words that are the hardest.
Fitbit? She likes the dramatics, eh? Set that up for a fight.
Yes, I get frequent twinges about losing them all. And I keep remembering little things which served as mementos of friends.
Fitbit’s had several chances, and I have no intention of initiating any further contact with her.
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