My old website, Perfect, had some pretty good entries that I was very upset I had lost. Last night while going through some of my journals, I found a few of these entries and decided that every once in a while I may rehash them, or simply write about the subject again. Either way, I've got a long entry about vacation coming, but while that's in the works I've decided to rewrite an entry of old that has a new meaning to me.
I wish I could take old pieces of myself and my life to the Goodwill. Just as we grow in and out of clothes, we grow in and out of people, relationships, personality traits. Sometimes I'm sure we'd all just like to clean house and get rid of our baggage. Throw it in a glad bag, drop it off, knock on the door, and drive away. That night we could sleep the most peaceful sleep with no memories of past- no disappointment, no unhappiness, no rejection. Perhaps this is my heaven.
This was the actual entry that I wrote about a year ago:
I went to the Goodwill yesterday. In preparation, I grabbed a large garbage bag and stuffed in a few old boyfriends, a couple of leftover pieces of my heart- the ones that were irreparably damaged-, and some old personality traits that simply would NOT do. A girl occasionally needs to clean house, and what better place to start than on the inside? Although Goodwill is not always the best of quality, one person's junk is another person's treasure, and I hope someone finds these things as useful as they once were to me. Good luck to whoever finds these small treasures... use them wisely.
Posted by michellegsfl at April 29, 2004 11:15 AM | TrackBackWe've all had thoughts and memories that we would like to be rid of, whether it is about past loves or the like. I think that is what the new Jim Carrey movie is about. Something about erasing old memories of an ex. I've often wished I could just completely erase my memory of a few ex's. I guess that is why I try to avoid contact with my ex's. It is the closest thing to erasing a memory that one can get. But I really wonder if trying to forget memories, ie. past relationships, is really a good thing. I dare to say that we always learn something from them, and thus we grow. What people call baggage may really be a foundation from which future decisions can be based. I guess only time will tell.
Posted by: SpidarX at April 29, 2004 08:37 PM