And you thought this was dead.

You were pretty much right; however I don't want to lay it to rest quite yet. I'm kind of a packrat, after all (I blame my mom, and that I was an overly sentimental child when it came to material goods, because I thought that some day far in the future, these objects would call back to me great memories wreathed in a bittersweet sense of all the life that has passed... but more often than not I can't even recall what event or relationship that object was supposed to signify).

But I'll hang on to this, and try not to let more than a year go by in between posts. For the past two, it's been kind of close. Phew.