| Today I found a letter from an ex of mine. I believe he'd written this letter to me sometime in January 2005. It's a good sized letter. About a page, times new roman 12 font. All that stuff.
It was tucked away into a purse I was getting rid of. One that I have had for oh four or so years.
It was interesting to read that. At first I thought it was a letter that he had given me before I left to come here, but no, it was older than that. I think I got rid of that one, but I guess I saved this one for some reason. Perhaps because I was coming here, i tucked it into a pocket and forgot about it.
Yes, I admit it. I'm a pack rat. I save things. Especially things of sentimental value. Then, towards the end of the year I do a mass purge. And still manage to save things. It's a chronic disease.
Anyway, that letter. Talk about a blast from the past.
What did I do of it? I sat down and read the whole thing. Then I ripped it in halves and quarters and eighths and sixteenths. And now it's in the trash. Where it should be. And if i should find any such thing from any other ex, the trash is where it's headed after I read it.
Because if I don't throw it out now, I will the next time I see it.
EDIT - when it rains, it pours. I also ripped to shreds a valentine's day card and two more letters. i also gave away something that my suite mate admired. *sigh* i'd have thrown it away anyway.....
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 Me and my Hot Dawg EL station by Chinawtown Spontanous "authentic chinese food" trip Must do again Crazy color saturation in picture |
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 One of my Annas graduates this week Not really graduate, but she's taking her final semester to go to Germany No more Wednesday dinners Sad. Good thing it isn't goodbye forever |
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 Ohio Hall RAs for 2008-2009 Lauren, baring her teeth - my suitemate from freshman year. A returning RA with flexibility and maturity Marissa, with her mask - a sophomore with enough energy to light up her own floor. Ashley, with the XOs on her face - a freshman with a lot of creative talent. Jenny, with the look of death - my coRA, my friend since freshman year. Simplicity and grace. And lil ole me. Crazy. Fun. Freshman resident girls, this is what you have to deal with  It's going to be a good year. Maybe. |
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