The following is a list of things that aren't important or can not be had because of the association that they bear. I understand that some of it may seem to be nonsense but it's okay. This is my investment to my "forever" and that's what matters. My yesterday can be no more for whatever is is and my tomorrow is the only thing that counts. It works right? I mean, it's like a memory card that has no data on it because it hasn't been written and all of what it had previously has been erased because it's not important no matter how long you intend to keep it. Let's get on with it.
1.) One green bracelet. This item was given to me as a sign of good luck as it doesn't ever seem to fail. As it's one of the bigger causes for this purge, it's number one on the list. I'd offer it to any of you that want it to bring yourselves luck but it's mysteriously vanished.
2.) One colored picture of a Stitch. I can understand why this has to go but we all know that Stitch will still be my homeboy.
3.) One stuffed Hawaiian clad Stitch. This guy is absolutely adorable. I hate to see him go but he'll be fine I'm sure. He doesn't need to eat or drink or even sleep though he does cuddle well. He won't even make a mess to clean up after and even tries to help out by supporting printers during moves.
4.) One black and silver side bag. This bag needs to go due to the fact that it was given to me in an assortment of other things for my birthday by a previous girlfriend. The bag has served me well in carrying many things for many different tasks. Lately, it's been trusted with carrying a $1300.00 laptop.
5.) One black leather wallet. This wallet was given to me as a present for my 18'th birthday from an ex-girlfriend. It's been used to carry so many different things from licenses to identification to money and such. It's been with me for 6 years now. Oh how time flies and how things within can endure. I hate to see it go but as it was part of me prior to March of 2009, it has to move on.
6.) One black undershirt. This shirt has to go because it was purchased during a summer excursion back in 2002. I know...A shirt for someone my age that's worn seven years later? It's been a keeper but it's time to let it go as it was worn during that summer of a forbidden love.
I know that there are many other things in my day to day that seemingly sit off to the side that bear a huge level of history for me but I can't remember them at the moment. I'll come back and start removing things as they come. It's one of the important steps of getting rid of everything else that may have once mattered and being a new person each and every time you wake up. Ever seen 40 first dates? That's how it should be.
Things I Need To Get Rid Of
Author: Asian Sensation / Labels: See you...never. It's just stuff.
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3 comments:
1) Yeah, that one is a bit much and doesn't make sense. However, as you believe it is lucky, keep it.
2) That one I won't have any qualms with you getting rid of. I'll color you a hundred more.
3) I've gotten used to Stitch, he is adorable. I don't want him to go as I've started to think of him more of his on entity than of a pet name from the two of you.
4) Also, so useful and pretty. I don't care where it came from - and based on this list you don't understand a single thing I've been saying.
5) I don't want you to get rid of everything prior at all, and again - you should know that. You kind of need a wallet and I care not where it comes from.
6) Summers of forbidden love make good stories. Who cares if you have a shirt. Again, tangible items (even if most recent ex gave them) have no effect on my conscious.
I don't mind your history, I embrace it. I don't want you to be a new person every time you wake up, I only want you to be you. I love who you are and that means accepting your past. For the most part, I thought I'd done pretty well. The only things I wish to not have exist are ones that remind me the fact that you were with her while also with me to a small extent. That's it. It's my own consciousness realizing that by jumping in the pool and participating in uber spoons, by letting you go bowling with us and holding you in my arms.... I was breaking someone's heart. The reason the items bother me is 1) You had me collect the stitch coloring ness. Not an appropriate gesture and one that still puzzles me as I know Trista packed up other ones which should have sufficed. 2) Not the original 'lucky' hair tie but a replacement given to you by her so that you could remember her. So...that's its intended purpose.
Even so, keep them. Keep it all. I don't care anymore and I'm tired of mulling it over in my mind for no good reason. If you're with me than you're with me - as I am with you. I wish that there was Doc Brown's DeLorean that I could jump into to undo all conversations - or at least approach them with more tact. Unfortunately, not so much happening. So forgive me as I'll forgive you and we can move on with all aforementioned items in tow.
It's just because you want my bag huh?
For sure. Or, you know, because I want you. Whichever.
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