Sleepy Cleaner

I'm sleepy, and I think I'm only a few minutes away from crashing out, so this might not make a whole lot of sense. I ended up procrastinating again today, I guess I'll do my homework tomorrow. Instead I've been cleaning my room all day, it's taken me about six hours and I still have not finished cleaning everything. It started when I tripped over some textbooks on my floor. This wasn't the first time, and everytime after the first time angered me more and more. After I finished cursing at the books, I decided I would try and organize them somewhere.
I have a pretty wide closet, with two doors that slide to open it. On each side in the inside of the closet I have book shelves that stretch from the floor to the roof. To the left, I have my personal books, magazines, notebooks, dvd's, sketchpads, and pictures. I didn't organize anything on these shelves because everything would get unorganized withing a day. I'm always taking stuff from there, only to be tossed back in an unorderly fashion later. To the right, theres random things that have piled up over the years. I never go back to these shelves, but I occasionally find myself putting things there. Things that I don't think Ill ever need again, but don't know if I should throw away.
I could have just thrown everything away, because I did end up throwing everything away anyway. But Everything I took out of there, I examined closely, and tried to remember how that particular item had come into my life. First it was the shelves in my closet, then my cabinets (which I have many of). It was kind of weird, like looking into my past, remembering things that I wouldn't normally remember.
It seemes like a wasted a whole day, but I kind of enjoyed it. I remembered things from my childhood, all the way through the end of high school. So far everything I've taken out, I've thrown away or set aside for donation. I really don't see anymore use for this junk.
It only took me FOUR minutes to write all this, not bad for my first post. :)