I needed those newspapers because “there’s coupons in there!” I needed that vase, those shoes, that coin purse full of pennies. Why? Because one day in the not so distant future when some poor soul knocks on my door and asks me for a Kohl’s coupon, a dusty old vase, platform sandals circa 2004 and three cents from 1943, I’ll be their savior. And then, all the haters will get it. But, of course, that day never came and my life became, not full, but crowded.