Movingosity Part 2

Holy sweet Moses I have a lot of shite papery things. I don't know why. For years I've been holding onto 3 large boxes worth of... crap. Ancient cartoons, old school things, notes from various institutions, redundant letters from inland revenue and WINZ, screeds and screeds and bloody screeds of character sheets and writeups for roleplaying games that took place during the mid 90s and so on. So far I've almost filled up a large rubbish bag with this dross and it just keeps coming.

I feel like that old muppet woman in the Labyrinth who walks around with all her belongings in a big pile on her back, who one day looks over her shoulder, says 'bugger this' and cuts the string.