I have been doing that for several months now. A lot of it is being passed on to my grown children. They can toss it – belongs to them anyways.
It seems to be the thing these days, ever since Netflix started airing “Tidying Up” with Marie Kondo. I went through all those sentimental things when my daughter was visiting in July last year. I was adamant about hanging on to some of the ‘stuff’, but she made it clear that it wasn’t good to hang onto that stuff. I think she was helping me clear out stuff she knew someday that she would have to clear out anyway. Love the poem, Bart!
Things are temporary, memories are forever. I prefer memories! Making memories is the stuff life is made of.
I’m an unapologetic saver. I’m also too lazy to sift through it.
But I liked your poem. I also am suspicious of why your friend assumed a school ring would fit on his “cock.
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