The more I read about Aphantasia, the more so much about my memories begin to make sense. The more my struggles with reading, with creative writing fall into place. I've never had a mind's eye, apparently. But, I'd never thought... Continue Reading →
This one is one of the toughest. I fucking love(d) these shoes. Adidas Samba II (Jade)... They walked me through the best, and worst, parts of my life. I got drunk a lot in these shoes. I traveled a lot... Continue Reading →
Shirts. They help me remember. They are memories, good and bad. It is extremely hard for me to cut them loose. Two are going. An old Virginia shirt that has seen a decade and a half or so of my... Continue Reading →
I bought this book for one reason... To impress a girl. I ended up dating her for almost 6 years. She broke my heart, and I dwelled, drank, and dwaddled my years away. I have held on to it b/c... Continue Reading →
Maybe I'm being dumb, maybe not. Always been sentimental, it's how I ended up with so much. My inability to let go of the past, to confront it, to move on. This was my dad's calculator. The trusty Hewlett Packard... Continue Reading →
This hat stinks. A lot. I think my sister got it for me around 2007, 2008. Those were crappy, no, shitty times. I never wear it, especially after finally washing this one... So, even though it holds a lot of... Continue Reading →
A lawn chair. Purchased in 2001. The first piece of furniture at 312 Rotary Avenue in Greenville, NC. Lots of memories here. I sat on it a lot. When I moved to Greenville before my ex came down it was... Continue Reading →
Put these on today, and...Came to find out the elastic is shot. If memory serves me well, I've had them since I lived in Arizona. That means they've seen a lot. Sentiment says "Keep!" But my brain now says "Goodbye!"... Continue Reading →
Digging in an old shoebox full of writings in notepads, all these coasters greeted me. They come mostly from the years 2009-2011, but a couple are before and a couple after. I used them a lot while drinking alone at... Continue Reading →
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