So, it is the May long weekend, and I am trying my hardest to actually finish unpacking and sorting through everything I moved into my condo a year ago. Moving during the last two months of the school year was a crazy thing to do, and with everything that has gone on in my crazy world since moving in, I never actually took the time to go through so many of the boxes I brought with me. So, this weekend is devoted to my attempt to clean out my home, get rid of the extra clutter, vamoose the things I really did not need to bring with me.
I stumbled across two boxes of clothes I had not unpacked. The first one made me laugh, as I kept muttering things like, "So THAT'S where that went to!" The second box was a different matter altogether. Underneath a few older workout clothes, I began to unearth all sorts of soft, silky, sexy things. Clothes I had packed away and never even thought about. As my hands filled with the sensual side of myself, I realized that I had simply packed that side of myself away, as if it was irrelevant, as if it did not matter. It saddened me that I did that to myself. However, I cheered up when I realized that what was lost has been found. That is the important thing. I cannot change the past but I can choose differently now.
Yay me!
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