One of my worst faults is that I'm overly sentimental, can't let go of a thing - bordering on hoarding, actually. I assure myself that saving something that's vintage or an antique is not hoarding nor clutter, it's collecting. Right?
It's not that I love things, it's that I love cozy.
Beautiful things are not clutter.
Okay, maybe a little clutter.
But, I still wish I could keep May in my pocket. Hello, June!
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