cold hands, hot face
personal items, labels
i value my possessions greatly. part of this is letting go of things that i do not need, even if i might feel that i do.
i placed items i still held attachment to (but had no use for) around my school, accompanied by labels describing my memories of the items.
my face is often hot and my hands are often cold. here it felt metaphorically resonant in that i was externally cold, my hands holding out my items, giving them away, cold from neglecting my objects and my emotions for them.
the emotions were held in my face, which was hot from regret, from cognitive dissonance, from love for the objects.