But each time I spill out the contents of the drawer, I spot little reminences of old days.
My favorite bracelet when i turned 18, the one i used to wear with all outfits not caring whether it matched or not. The stuffy brown teddy with a red bow and missing buttons. The cute red Hannah Montana t-shirt which i keep convincing will fit me one day. The eight standard collage work mounted on a thick cardboard sheet, hung behind the door, now frayed around the corners. Old playing cards with which we spent many a interesting summer afternoons. Stacks of old cards received during past Birthdays and Christmas seasons stowed away in a plastic bag, each bringing with it some recollection of old days. Friendships bands collected over the college years..messages written over some of them. And so on.
It's a whole assortment of unwanted but yet too precious to lose stuff hidden behind the neat, polished closet doors. Maybe i just need to get another cupboard, rather than clean the existing one :P
