i could wall-paper my cubicle with all these post-it notes

I moved desks today at work. The previous tenant apparently had hoarding tendancies - I have donated staplers, high-lighters and file folders to almost everybody on my team. She also apparently saved all her pencil shavings. OK, maybe not all of them, but a lot. I also found a receipt dated 2016, so um.

Coincidentally I started reading Life of Pi this morning and there is a single throwaway line in a paragraph about Pi sharing meals for the author and how good a cook he is. The line refers to Pi's kitchen being packed with canned goods that fill every cupboard and line every shelf, enough for a famine or a seige. And I went That's it! That's my kitchen! That's what food insecurity does to you.