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| My new journal cover |
And that might be a problem.
Lots of times, when I get something I love, I love it so much that I don't use it. I'll buy a 99-cent ugly notebook at Target and have no problem filling it with words. But when I get something that looks like this, that I'm just in love with, I want to save it. I keep it out for days, look at it lovingly, show it to people and say, "Look at this!". But eventually I put it away. Saving it for some special day.
I do the same thing with clothes. I wear my old worn in stuff all the time, but when I buy something that looks great, I put it in my closet and just admire it on it's hanger. I'm saving it. For some special day.
I even occasionally do this when I'm writing a song. I'll come up with a line I think is really great. So great, that the rest of the song doesn't seem worthy of it. So I'll write it down but put it away, thinking I'll save it. I'll save it for later, when the right song comes along.
I recently read something that said this is actually a form of hoarding. I don't consider myself a hoarder, like those I've seen on the tv show, "Hoarders: Buried Alive", but maybe I am this other type of hoarder.
Today, while shopping at Whole Foods Market, I smelled some candles that were scented "Mediterranean Fig". I loved them, so I bought two. I loved them so much I considered putting them away and saving them for the perfect evening when I'm feeling a little figgy. But, knowing I really don't want to be a hoarder, and I really want to make right now feel special, I lit both of them! And you know what, I'm starting to feel pretty figgy!
