Trying to get out from under in the office. The amount of paper leaves me astounded. As I start winding down my practice I need to find a new home for things. The recycling bin should do well for the journals, the trash can for cd's that drug companies gave me. There are my wall hangings and shelves and desk and electronics. Maybe Howard will sell some of it for me on ebay. Perhaps I can now have my study redone the way I always wanted it to be.