You know how memories from childhood can linger such a very long time and have a huge impact on one's life? Well, I'm going to share one of those with you.

Every time I throw away the cardboard tube at the end of a paper towel roll I get this little twinge of regret. I feel a sudden urge to hoard it...

This is all because when we were children we traveled lots and couldn't have large pets like rottweilers or ponies. So we had rodents small. Mostly gerbils. Gerbils chew things- all night long. They chew them up and make nests out of them. So I would eagerly await the end of each paper towel roll, grab the tube and give it to my darling gerbils. They loved me for it. At least they loved my cardboard paper towel tubes.

But why should I continue to feel a need for paper towel tubes?

I'm just sayin'