Why do we keep things that remind us of 'things' we don't want to remember.. I wonder!
And what do you do when you find pictures of people you've never met (or so you think) in your own drawers?
Do you throw them away? Do you use them on your next collage work? Do you post them on your blog hoping some fellow blogger will identify them?
Cleaning up my drawers is one stressful task I'm not ready for. It can wait.
Y. entered my room yesterday sounding concerned: "Kha6ach esso.. It looks nasty.. When did this happen?". I thought it was April's fool.
It turns out my car is damaged. And I don't have a clue where or when or how it happened!
Terri Schiavo died. Case closed?