Cleansing.

Maybe I’m just done looking back like I used to. A lot of my writings were self-reflection. I’m far more interested in moving forward lately, than looking backward.

I sorted through two boxes of letters and cards. I like to keep every card and letter I’ve gotten? I kept a lot, I threw a lot out. Cards and letters from people I’m not really in good contact with anymore is .. weird. It’s just so weird how we can touch each other’s lives and then… poof. Disappear. That’s why it’s so important to appreciate people while they’re around.

Perhaps in the past I’d be thinking a lot about, well, the past. Instead I feel kind of quiet. I threw out the notebook I used when I was at Rutgers for administrative things. You know toying with different combinations of classes. Something I kept to look back upon.

Threw it out.

Some recent college notebooks. So much time and effort into all those notes.

Threw them out.

I feel like I’m coming to another turning point.

I still have the braids I cut from my head back in October 2004. I think it was the 9th. October 9th. It still smells like shampoo. I keep them as a reminder not to be so rash with my beautiful hair.

:: rubs face ::

Still have much more cleaning to do.