I suspect that they may be something that, further into this project, I will revisit. But for now, after sitting and staring at them for a while, all I end up doing is culling, getting rid of 12 that I never listen to and don't like anymore.
This is, in essence, an exercise in exploring the hold that objects have over my life. I wish in this post I could announce that I ripped the remaining CDs and then got rid of them all. But I didn't. But sometimes journeys start small, right?