In cleaning out the attic I came across many old treasures. I was really excited to find my old journal that had some of M's emails to me when we dated in 2003. I also kept a heart she made out of a dollar, our ticket stub to the Matrix movie and the card that came with the flowers she had delivered to my office. She was the only one that ever had flowers sent to me at work.
People have called me a goldfish - I have no memory. Or a very selective memory. I'm missing whole years of my life but can remember all the words to odd Disney and Dirty Dancing songs (Aaahhh-riel! Stay, just a little bit looonger...). So, this is a clear little bowl for me to hold my treasures and peer out while you peer in.
"We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection” - Anais Nin
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