... the things you find ...
Sorting through stuff. It is so bad that I sort through stuff I don't remember ever having. My memories are fading. Anyway, ran across a poem I wrote that I dont think I ever "published"... sorry it is depressing. :P
I wake up each morning
Afraid to turn on the news
Seeing the suffering
The nightmare continues
The anger and hatred
Against people of race,
Their language or skin color
Or because of their faith
The dust and the smoke
They continue to rise
People rushing to help
Sitting with tears in my eyes
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I went through my HUGE plastic tub of photos. Sortof. But there are photos in there that I don't remember anything about. Sad.
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I was pretty ruthless yesterday, as I went through SIX shoe box (or slightly larger) sized tubs of cards/letters/silly things from people, and managed to pare it down to ONE. I felt really bad getting rid of some of the stuff, but I just can't hold on to it anymore. Sorry Wayne, I threw away your old wedding invitation. ;) But it is seriously amazing the stuff I have kept over the years. Of course, I am still keeping things like letters my youngest brother wrote to me after I left home (he and I were very close). I just can't bear to part with such treasures. :) It is hard to believe he is all grown up now and a respiratory therapist in a neo-natal ICU...
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WoW is also taking up much of time in the evenings, though we usually go to the gym on Tuesday and Thursdays. Of course, since our move is immenient (sp?!), we will be spending time going through our stuff and packing it up! hehe
Time for lunch!
I wake up each morning
Afraid to turn on the news
Seeing the suffering
The nightmare continues
The anger and hatred
Against people of race,
Their language or skin color
Or because of their faith
The dust and the smoke
They continue to rise
People rushing to help
Sitting with tears in my eyes
******
I went through my HUGE plastic tub of photos. Sortof. But there are photos in there that I don't remember anything about. Sad.
******
I was pretty ruthless yesterday, as I went through SIX shoe box (or slightly larger) sized tubs of cards/letters/silly things from people, and managed to pare it down to ONE. I felt really bad getting rid of some of the stuff, but I just can't hold on to it anymore. Sorry Wayne, I threw away your old wedding invitation. ;) But it is seriously amazing the stuff I have kept over the years. Of course, I am still keeping things like letters my youngest brother wrote to me after I left home (he and I were very close). I just can't bear to part with such treasures. :) It is hard to believe he is all grown up now and a respiratory therapist in a neo-natal ICU...
******
WoW is also taking up much of time in the evenings, though we usually go to the gym on Tuesday and Thursdays. Of course, since our move is immenient (sp?!), we will be spending time going through our stuff and packing it up! hehe
Time for lunch!