I am a little bit of a hoarder, although I prefer the word “collector.” I gather yarn and knitting needles, colorful pencils and drawing tablets, pens and journals, books and more books, and toilet paper.

To be fair, I don’t actually collect toilet paper (though it would be funny if I did). I simply hate even the thought of running out of it.

Growing up Soviet Union, there were many times when we didn’t have toilet paper. And when we did have it, it was not very good quality. I remember, my grandparents had a hook by the toilet, on which square sheets of cut newspaper hung. Not…