For the first time in my life everything that I own is fully in my possession. Nothing more at the parents'. Bed, clothes, books, old school works, knick-knacks, everything attached to the person of Scott Jackson is now with me.
It's rather overwhelming just how much of it there is. I need to take stock. Down to the last sock and penny, I am going to count and record it all. I never want to be ruled by my stuff. I want to live in such away that all that all that I hold onto I am willing to let go of. For all will fade away. But, right now, I am holding onto a lot. I have a lot of crap. So much, in fact, that I don't even know what all I have, but I am going to find out.
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