the good and the bad times we've been through them all.

so I didn't post yesterday.. sorry. just been tired and had a friend over and pa king and looking for houses like crazy. 
so I needed a break to just chill and pretend everything is honky dory. 

the boxes are back. they are pretty much evil. then again, they help you learn what you absolutely need for day to day life, and what is just crap you keep around for no reason. there's a lot of that stuff.. I'm trying to cut back, but things have centimental value and you don't want to throw them away. like the things I threw away thinking I didn't need them a few years back.. drawings I'd done with Orion and stuff like that... then when I wanted something to remember him by I didn't have much left.
I don't want to accidently do something like that again. 

but these items are having less and less of a hold on me. each time it becomes easier to just dump things into boxes without thinking about it. I just work on it and then it's done fairly quickly. they aren't me anymore. 

I look at these items and I wonder a little about the person they belong to. what would they be know as, how is their life playing out, what does each thing remind me of. 

then again I could just be too tired to bother to think on my own.

you know the drill..

<3 <3