Some things can be measured. A cubic foot of feathers takes the same space as a cubic foot of gold. Not my problem as I have neither. What I have is a two bedroom house and all that goes with it. The problem? Not how do I pack it, because that defies logic, but how do I choose?
The obvious, the mundane are pretty easy. The RV has furniture and it can not be replaced. Decor space is almost non-existent. As is kitchen space, or bathroom, etc. In short, if something takes up room it has to go. While I sit here among all this stuff it becomes overwhelming. What, exactly will I take with me?
Memories can not be measured in quantity, volume or space. All can go. They exist in me, not the machine, the box or on paper. So memories go. The cat. An extremely pared down list of necessities. Communication tools. Camera. Hope.
To me, unknown places are the same as strangers...friends that I have yet to be properly introduced to. Until I can't, I will!
This is my on line "Collector's Cabinet". It is non-profit and haphazard at best. I leave it to you to sort through and make sense of.The views are mine. The collection reflects some of my interests. But the material must be credited to the vast internet. Otherwise, I never would have been able to amass such a treasure trove. The purpose of this exercise is entertainment, naturally mine, but even more so yours. So, please let me know if anything strikes a chord with you.
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