treasurers

When you had all in abundance, you care not for the scrap on the floor. When everything else is taken away, you realise every scrap is treasure...

I have taken to hording. Every scrap, physical, mental or emotional, kept within this treasure chest. Every bit, every exchange, a part of my treasure trove. I never realised how rich I had grown, how much I had until it was all gone....
The price of loss is price beyond costs.