SOLSC Day 8
Oh, hi Monday. Again. It was the weekend. I should’ve been winding down Saturday evening, but from what? I read and wrote most of the day. I attempted to clean out the closet under the stairs. Emptied it out on this great quest for minimalism, but I’m not feeling the adventure. I want to crawl into my hobbit hole of stuff, keep it, and have second dinner. Or maybe it’s second and third clutter. Of books, notes, real snail mail addressed to me, little bits of golden word nuggets scrawled on bits of paper that don’t quite have a place to fit–yet. They’re looking for the piece that needs them: a story, a song, a bit of advice, a letter, maybe a list. I tossed a few things, but moved everything back in. I’ll save it for later, and wait for a wizard to show up.
Nerds Beget Nerds 
I hear you! I hate to throw anything out. As a result- clutter! And I kind hate clutter too. Monday came too fast….
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I recently went through my closet and found so many of these little nuggets, including letters my best friend wrote me from freshman year! Love your use of the word hobbit hole — such an evocative phrase.
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I love all the references to books in this post! Text connections have got to be a librarian superpower when it comes to writing.
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It WAS the weekend! Where did it go? I love the feeling of this post, like those little piles that build up in the closet under the stairs.
Kim
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Your Monday Meh sounds like my Sunday Anxiety!
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All those little bits and pieces that just go away or get themselves into the right place, because you might just need them one day. I wonder where that magician lives?
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