Well, sometimes I find rocks and I like them so I pick them up and take them home with me. Then I forget why it was, exactly, I liked them, but I have to keep them because they must've been important at some point, or else why would I have picked them up to begin with? So I put them in my room, but I don't have a safe rock-keeping place because I like to pretend I don't actually keep them. And everything I own inevitably ends up on the floor, either because it attracts things or because I am slob.
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