Cleaning house
One of the worst thing that happens while cleaning is that I find things. Things that I was looking for a while ago will appear now that I'm actually not looking for them. This past week, I found a pile of comics in my room. Even worse, I'm finding piles of comics in places I didn't even know I had comics. So now I have a gigantic pile of comics that I need to organize and I need to figure out where all the comics that I have read go.
All this re-organization also made me realize that even if I never buy another piece of media for the rest of my life, I will never finish "consuming" the stuff I already do have. The DVDs, the games, the comics, the books, the friggin' tapes... I'm never going to finish watching and playing them, even if it's all I do for the rest of my life. And yet, I will never stop buying the things. Even now I have three DVD sets that I plan on purchasing at some point in the future. And they will sit on my shelf, unwatched until the end of time.
I'm wondering if I have some sort of bizarre mental disease. I mean, other than the ones that I already have.
All this re-organization also made me realize that even if I never buy another piece of media for the rest of my life, I will never finish "consuming" the stuff I already do have. The DVDs, the games, the comics, the books, the friggin' tapes... I'm never going to finish watching and playing them, even if it's all I do for the rest of my life. And yet, I will never stop buying the things. Even now I have three DVD sets that I plan on purchasing at some point in the future. And they will sit on my shelf, unwatched until the end of time.
I'm wondering if I have some sort of bizarre mental disease. I mean, other than the ones that I already have.