Land-field

[raileus]

I was thinking again, probably not something I should be doing, thinking for me almost always leads to some really dark places.

But I was thinking when I am gone, whenever, what will become of my belongings?
I guess none of it will belong to me anymore, but what will happen to it?

I guess most of my stuff will be thrown away, unless anyone has enough sense to donate the usable items like my clothes.

But I just got this image in my head of all my stuff laying in a landfill somewhere.
Or someone else wearing my clothes.
Not that it bothers me much, but what would become of my notebooks?
My writings,
would all my words be thrown out too?
I think that is the thought that saddens me the most.