That's Mine.Noftle, Elizabeth.
My room is full of things. Item upon item. Mirrors, chair, books, record player, records, colored pencils, necklaces, shoes, cameras; the list goes on. I have so many things, so many possessions—objects I want to hold onto. It's not really the thing that I am clinging to, but rather the thought, the memory, the experience, the feeling associated with it. I am constantly seeking identity by turning... read more