Over the last day or two, I've decided to clear up some shelf space. I've been going through my room, tidying and (more importantly) throwing things out. No, I haven't thrown out any of my books, but I am giving several dozen away for donation. I'm also throwing out some old magazines. It's hard. But it's necessary. I have magazines on my shelf from ten years ago that I haven't looked at in... yeah, about ten years. If I get rid of them, I can put stuff on those shelves that I'll actually love and care about. Hard, but necessary.
Back to it, then.
Back to it, then.