Throwing SHIT Away

Over my 25 years I have accumulated a number of "things." To name a few -

1. Comic Books
2. Hockey Cards
3. Pogs
4. Stickers
5. Chinese YES Cards (wtf?)

...etc

I have boxes of these sentimental shit in my parent's basement. Perhaps the reason why I am hanging on to these things is because on some level i let them "define" me and by throwing them away, people may forget about me. It's my way of preserving my existence through material things and expressing to the world who I am (which is one of the reasons why I'm blogging too). Also, who knows how much they will be worth someday. :)

So I am really considering throwing most of this shit away. Or at least change my attitude toward these things.

Mumbo jumbo in my mind right now so I'll blog more about this matter after some more reflecting.