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There is wind and white clumps of clouds. There is patchy grass, growing in clusters; the earth under and in between is solid, but damp and rich. Far off, I see thick trunks of trees frothy with the high spring green and heavy with pollen, like acne. The sun slashes everything yellow and white and strings to heaven steal my vision when the

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[puppetmaker40]

I like the contrasts you have in this piece.

Your writing has a lot of passion and feeling to it.

As to the boxes, well I have stuff from Atlanta I still haven't unpacked and I have a feeling that when I do, a lot of it is going to go away.

[tulip_in_yellow]

Any time I've put part of my life in storage and then come back to it later, I've pondered why I have it at all given that I could live so long without it. Some really moving turns of phrase in this piece, well done.

[fidgety]

I didn't want anything that was left in this place. It's all extra. It's all filth.

That's what I've been feeling over the past few weeks. I didn't realize it, either, until I just read what you wrote. Thank you for that, by the way.

Also, this entry is the best thing I've read all week.

[spydielives]

This is me - right now.

TWO 10x10 storage units and I want to chuck it all.

bravo! bravo!

[xo_kizzy_xo]

If I can live for eight months without it, why does it exist? If I can keep memories in my head and in the faces of the people I love, why cling to these objects?

I ask myself the same question every time I enter my mother's bedroom. Which leads me to the next question -- why did she hang onto so much stuff before the Alzheimer's appeared?

Nice, nice entry!