The dangers of rumination

I have had obsessive-compulsive tendencies since I was a child. My “boredom killer” of choice was to tip over my entire bookshelf so that all the books splattered on the floor, and then I would meticulously put them all back in order (sorting first by author, then series title, then series number, then by book title if there was no series).

And then the next day I most likely did it again.

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