In a recent, (and very unnerving) moment, it became clear to me that a significant part of my life purpose is that of an artist. Surely, not what I wanted to hear since there is little to no money in it! However, it does explain my need for saving pretty, shiny things (to be used for later).
Sure, it’s a bit hoarder-y. Luckily, my massive desire to organize the chaos seems to maintain a reasonable balance. It’s hard not to admit that more time is spent on organizing than projects. Hmmm.