I'm a Mini-Hoarder

I reached into the cabinet and drew down the Rare Corojo cigar box. "What is this junk?" I say to myself as I open it. Here's a partial inventory:

• An open package of AAA batteries
• A bic lighter, almost out of fuel
• Old business cards, with out-dated information (for my time-capsule?)
• Old flowchart template
• Gummy whiteout
• Mini-cassettes
• Driver's license that expired in 2007 (for my time-capsule?)

...and assorted other detritus. Why am I keeping this stuff?

I am not a major Hoarder, and I don't have to keep the blinds closed to hide my shame, but I do seem to have these little collections of piffle. A cigar box here, a coffee can there, you know the domestic bramble. I'm a mini-Hoarder.

Here's the worst part. I'm not going to throw it away. I'm going to close the cigar box and put it back in the cabinet. I can't help it. I'm sick.

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