Just yesterday I was thinking about the objects that survived my many house moves. I moved like 6 times in my own country, and then I moved to another country, and there is stuff that’s still here with me, and it’s been there in all my houses. Aside from my books, which I cherish, there are seemingly random objects that survived everything, even if they were ridiculous, like the plastic finger I once found in the street and now use as a wall key holder that I call ‘Thing’. Maybe those are my talismans, lol.


