Boxes.

Today was an interesting day. I went through boxes and boxes of stored belongings I have and sorted through them. It's a bit insane the feelings that can be brought back from such a task. I felt as if I were in high school once again and all the friends I've lost were standing right beside me. School papers were there reminding me of who I once was and smells transported me to a time when I seemed much younger. I threw a lot away, something I've never even thought about doing before. There comes a time when letting go seems like the right thing to do.

the past. the present. the future.

the past.
shared experiences that have all ready come to be.

the present.
shared experiences that are happening as i write.

the future.
shared experiences that will happen. we can only dream of what they will be.