Gathering Memories

I'm sure none of you are shocked to learn that I love to reminisce. Family stories and memories are topics I just can't stay away from. This is just me, poking a little fun at myself. I hope you enjoy and even relate to it.

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I'm a hoarder

I'm a hermit

I've crossed a border

Packing things away, like a marmot

I am a recluse

An accumulator

Some days I only reproduce

I am a memory renovator

I'm a loner

Some say, a packrat

The happy owner

Of all the stuff that I have

I've tried to reduce

I've tried to cut back

But, like something from Dr. Seuss

I just can't do that

So, then, I hold on

And dust off those memories

Though some are forgone

A few of them have saved me

Held me together

Safe on this journey

So, if you're still here

You'll just have to bear with me

Cause these are my stories

They're what I'm made of

A messy collected inventory

of a lifetime's, labor of love

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A/N

Marmots hibernate for long periods, often from late summer or early fall through the spring.

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noun: hikikomori; plural noun: hikikomori

(in Japan) the extreme avoidance of social contact, especially by adolescent males.