So I have typed up this entry numerous times and it just doesn't load at all. So now I'm just going to type it as one block paragraph, including loading it in a completely different task. Forgive me, but it's just not loading in a more organized format. My tale of sauce is about duck sauce. When I was little my family was very poor so we would save condiment packs from restaurants all the time. When we didn't have enough money for mayo or ketchup we always had little packets we had saved. The best sweet and sour sauce in my opinion is still mcdonalds brand to me. We also saved the packets from chinese restaurants as well. I loved duck sauce and put it on everything. My mom even bought me a big jar from the store but it wasn't the same. It had to be the packet kind. I just started saving as much of it as a could during every trip to the local chinese place. This habit persists to this day. My use of the substance does not. I fill drawers and fridge cubbies with loads of duck sauce until I or someone else gets annoyed and throws it away. I was homeless for awhile and got into the habit of carrying my essentials around in a bag at all times just in case and this somehow started to include duck sauce. The front pocket of my bag is filled with a random array of items including my duck sauce packets and a tin of cayenne pepper. It just sits there waiting for that moment when I decide it will be the perfect moment for duck sauce. The moment inevitably is when I'm already at a chinese restaurant enjoying fried noodles or a spring roll and have the sauce provided for me and then grab more packets when I leave perpetuating my craziness. I think it might be a sign of ocd or becoming a hoarder.