“Dr Hauser, come quick! Your bookshelf broke!” “Broke” was an understatement. All five shelves had collapsed in a domino effect. A decade and a half of textbooks, years of journals, promotional stress balls, and photos of my young children were piled up in a heap. I think the universe was telling me it was time to purge, time to shed old identities, both real and wished for.
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