Plans are, one year from now, to be in Jerusalem. A year to plan, a year to prepare. But oy. we’ve got 30 years of collectibles to archive or lose or unshackle. Really, what do we need for the future? It’s a question that come up again and again as we look at each item of our lives, the stuff we’ve collected all about us.
I’m writing here and it’s my archive. What does all this stuff mean to me. Will it come into the next phase, or must it remain, hide, part of our memory.