Moving makes you realize alot about what seperates us from chimps
purging myself of all material possessions associated with my childhood/teenage/awkward years, hoping to finally live up to my "adult" status without sacrificing my self-worth. It's a time consuming job but it had to be done. It seems I'm a bit of a pack rat, collecting little things here and there associated with certain memories and/or faces of the people I currently or used to respect, but it seems my "collecting" has reached a level that I no longer feel comfortable with, and the subsequent move in 3 days has lead to much needed trashing and donation of the "stuff" I no longer use or need. The DNA lab stays.