follies of nostalgia

[cris]

I do not need these receipts anymore.
I do not need this thank you card.
I do not need this photo of my parents.

I left work in the middle of a Monday afternoon, after a housebound silentq told me that there was water in our basement, that it was rising and that she needed help. The storm that had been lingering over the weekend was into its fourth day

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[cris]

Thanks, one of the damaged letters was from an old college friend with whom I've lost touch, and this is the last physical token of our friendship. Finding it was, as you say, the key to opening up some memories so I'm hoping to hold on to it a little longer, even if I suspect that any friendship that we attempt to renew now will be lukewarm, at best. It's the memories, rather than person, that I want to retain.

[wantedonvoyage]

I know this feeling well. I have been trying to consolidate the amount of stuff I have hung onto purely out of nostalgia. I started scanning a drawerful of old pictures, and -- as I was finishing them -- considered throwing the prints away. But I rationalized "they don't take up that much space" and put them back in the drawer.

[ayun]

Unneeded things can still be missed when they're gone.

Re: have cake and eat too

[cris]

dude, what's that? that tremor? I think it's Baudrillard's ghost jumping with glee.

[temima]

Weirdly enough, I have had spats of nostalgia for the nineties. I had to remind myself that parts of the nineties sucked too. I cannot decide whether it was the time or just that I was in college and believed that I could get my way.
My personal collection is not as wide, though. I have kept some flyers, journals, and an unfinished science fiction novel that turned out to be wrong on most accounts. Fortunately, the flooding was not as bad where I lived.