I’m moving in July and I need to get rid of some things. I don’t want another apartment filled with boxes of memories. Especially if those memories don’t even see the light of day. It’s quite depressing.
Books are my greatest weakness. I admit it. I hoard. I gave away 20 books (probably more) to my roommates. I’m also bringing a dozen more to give to my friends back home. It is very difficult for me to part with them. Books have been a huge part of my life ever since I could read. People tell me I have an eccentric collection.
I’m just going to cuddle with them before they leave me forever.
I need a hug.