August 25, 2009.

boxes.

my past was once again strewn before me:
pictures of us when we were younger, cds bought with someone else, film cameras that i once thought were cool.

so much of my life forgotton.
so many memories stored in boxes.

and i thought about what a funny thing life was:
of how moments were just moments and whims were whims - exciting one day and forgotten the next.

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