I'd venture to say that just about every home has a junk drawer. Growing up we always had one in the kitchen. I've carried that tradition on-having my own junk drawer in my own kitchen. Maybe it's called something else by some people but it means the same. It's the place where anything leftover from a package of something like batteries or thumb tacks-anything small that doesn't have a designated place-like on a bookshelf or in a closet or in the garage or on a wall but rather has a potential to be used like an odd nail or two, a hook, a screw and a screwdriver, a hammer, hair clips, paper clips, pennies, dice, toothpicks, plastic ties, coupons (many outdated), tape, half-used crayons, tubes of glue, pencils and pens, etc.-is thrown and forgotten about until the need arises for a 'what-cha-ma-call-it' or a 'thing-a-ma-jig' and then the hunt begins. It's a place you should go into very carefully for as you ramble through it-your fingers might get scraped or poked or streaked with color from topless markers.
In the end, you almost always find what you're searching for in that drawer plus a whole lot more stuff that you forgot you had or that you think you might need so you take it out and put it on the counter-and then someone comes along later and puts it right back in the drawer of treasures-of beloved odds 'n ends that you know at some point you might need so you keep whatever it is in there-just in case-adding to the hodgepodge of stuff without even thinking about it.
Going into that maze of miss-matched objects is as exciting to you as a child rummaging through a toy box spilling over with stuff-only your stuff has a bit more history. While you won't find a bike or a skateboard; an onion, ice cream cone full of ice cream, or a carrot or a snowflake, you will find forgotten bits and pieces that tell a story-your story through the treasures you and others once placed in a junk drawer.
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