keeping

I keep everything, I mean every receipt, every cardboard coaster, every movie and concert ticket, and many other things I'm almost a bit too shy to admit to. All this keeping sure does make it hard to be organized! I cleaned every inch of my room tonight and then got back to my Italian with a glass of wine in hand.

I of course got distracted by a box that was staring at me. I refuse to blame it on drinking and studying. But, in that box.. a whole year of keeping. I threw everything in that box away. It is now an empty box, it has some airing out to do before I let anything special touch a box that contained receipts of anger, pictures of confusion and time that was wasted. 

To remind myself of the present and to proceed away from the past that I had just revisited, I found a new box. This is when I did what I hesitated to do all summer, in fear that I would jinx something. I did it.

here is your very own, box. 

In due time I was looking through that new box. Smiling at photo strips and giggling at receipts that you had signed for me, which were only half the time signed with my name, while the other half were signed with nicknames you had made for me. 

By signing you agree to pay the above amount,

X     lover of life       .

I decided to put some pictures up in my room and stood back to look at the collage. Suddenly, I was snapped back to reality when I heard myself say with a sigh and a smile... "mmm I miss you".