Buried in Stuff

Sometimes it feels like my house will never be clean. I try to keep things put away, but it never lasts.

Once upon a time, my house was neat and clean. Of course, I don’t actually remember that day. With a revolving door of children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, and pets, it’s hard to keep things tidy.

If you asked me to name an item that I clearly have too much of, that has infiltrated every room of my home, that answer would be books. But to answer the next question before it gets asked, no, I will not part with any of them. They are a part of me.

It’s not just physical books either. My phone, tablet, and computer are packed with thousands of digital downloads and e-books, audiobooks by the hundreds, and dozens of work-in-progress story files. Fiction fills my life.

Which is probably why reality is especially hard for me to cope with. A loss in a book is never truly permenant. All you need to do to regain what was taken is to restart the book and it’s safely where it began.

Sometimes, I wish reality were the same. There are many things in my life I would change if I could just go back a few chapters. What would you change?

Until next time,

Cathy Marie Bown

Published by cathymariebown

I am a writer and student looking for my place in the digital world.

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