Last night I watched a show about hoarders.
This woman was so emotionally attached to her, for lack of a better term, crap, that she couldn’t get rid of anything. When someone suggested she try separating herself, one item at a time, she broke down.
Today I was looking through my email and thought, “I should clear this out.”
I periodically clean out my inbox, but my folders are reminiscent of that hoarder’s rooms – riddled with debris.
I was nervous because there’s no going back from deletion, but I was doing an ok job.
Well, until I got to yours.
The Itch - a story
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