When I finally begin the painful process 
of removing that which is unnecessary from my life
here is a partial list of what is going to go.

Be on warning, all of you below:

XXXL clothing.
Magazines that I haven’t read from fifteen years ago.
Peanut butter.
Sheets from a twin bed when I sleep on a queen.
The empty bookshelf that I keep “just in case.”
Canned goods from fifteen years ago.
The drawer of pictures from my great-aunt that I keep thinking I’ll be able to identify.
I don’t know how more time is going to be able to make me
more familiar with the faces of these people I never met.
Your old paintings.
Electronic goods I haven’t used from fifteen years ago.
The old medicines that I hope might actually be party drugs
(mostly seem to be stool softeners.
Should give them a last look before tossing).
Grandpa’s ashes, which never seemed to make it to the old country.
Ice cream cake.
Yesterday.