Last week, I finally took the huge bin of mixed paper to the recycling center. It'd been full for weeks. We were stuffing the overflow into a paper bag, and I'd been letting the junk mail pile up even higher than I am typically notorious for. And like always, once the bin was empty, it just begged to be filled again, and I tore through the huge
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That's very true! I've noticed the same thing. It's like how putting on fresh socks after getting your shoes wet in the cold rain is the best feeling in the world. But your normal morning socks don't even register.
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Yeah, I'm trying to be more aware of these little pleasures more often, but it's pretty difficult. Guess the brain just doesn't work that way (taking a Psych class, heh).
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