Moving

[bluespiralbound]

I don't keep my memories in a box, but leave them scattered across my room. My experiences built me, so I don't want to tuck them away and only take them out to finger and remember when I'm feeling nostalgic; instead, I leave good and bad remnants of the past spread haphazardly. The small crystal butterfly that Daniel's mom gave me at his

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mrraow

[exquisitemayhem]

I have boxes upon boxes (covered in victoriana) of that shit. And then someday, my grandkids will be snooping around my house and appreciate the little bombshell I was back in the day.
So when does school officially start for you? Are you beyond excited?!?! When do you pick your classes?
This is the end of the interrogation, I promise.

[merbeevt]

oh...lenny...

i have so many traces of your handwriting and your love around my various rooms/homes. although we really havent seen each other much in the past six years, i still feel a certain connection to you every time i run across a homemade valentines heart, or a birthday card from you....

each time i find one of these treasures, i am reminded of our friendship and how much it has meant to me over the years. sometimes we all need a little reminding, regardless of how very much a person might mean to us. point being, i often wonder if i should get rid of all of the old "junk" lying around my room...but i think in the end its worthwhile to have it around, serving as a gentle reminder of who we are and what life has shown us. its all part of our history -- be it good or bad, one thing is for sure - unique.

i hope you had an easy transition to Williamsburg, and *expect* to see you soon.

much love.

ditto

[cynicjitterbug]

man, i still have 5 letters always in my bag. other relics strewn about. never know what to do with them, but always freak out when my mom touches them. i like the tyghe story. eric wright gave tyghe the box of all his stuff after his girl (eric's) dumped him. too much pain. even though eric asked him to do whatever, just not destroy or let him see it again, tyghe burned it. then tyghe did the same thing with his box of relics. i can never fathom doing such a thing, but sometimes it jsut takes that moment to shut yourself up and stare at you memories go up in smoke. then they are gone forever. no reminder. ignorance is bliss. i personally chose the truth. all memories, good and bad, are apart of me, and their painful reminders remind me why i am the way i am