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295 days ago
I have an almost phobic reaction to paper. My father is an historian, and loves family notes, letters, pictures, etc. I however, feel as if a tremendous weight is created by these things. While there is part of me that appreciates that they exist, I don’t want them to exist here. I don’t want to have to deal with their storage, filing, organizing, or preservation. I will do anything I can to avoid being handed paper to do something with. Today, I went through a file box from 1998 with the intention of clearing it out and using it for 2008’s paperwork. First of all, I dislike that here in 2009 we still *have* paperwork. I really would love to handle everything electronically, if I could, but there are still some things that are paper. However, I’ve figured out over time that I no longer need to keep most receipts, which is good. Secondly, my reaction to this exercise is mostly one of revulsion. Instead of looking back through this stuff as a collection of fond memories, I find ...
