My life can be broken down into pages.

It's kind of scary.

Well, actually, it's just this habit I have. Whenever there is a page nearby, I have to scribble things on it.

For example, my sociology notes started out as...well, sociology notes. Now they also include:

The title of a book to read.
A couple of musicians.
A few songs to download.
A song lyric.
A profession of love (not platonic love, not undying love, just love love), written in the International Phoenetic Alphabet.

I rarely keep these pages, but I feel like if I did, I'd be able to trace things back to certain stages of my life (i.e., aɪ lʌv yu - See "SOCY1050 Quiz #1, on chapters 2 & 3")...I could even sort out my information autobiographically, just like the man in High Fidelity did. Only his were records. Most of my collections and possessions are more metaphysical than anything else...when was the last time you browsed through someone's ideas? And by that I don't just mean books. (Fact: Only about 1% of ideas invented in the modern world are actually translated and converted into physical publications).