Treasures of the past
"Do you realise that your old desk is still full of your stuff?"
"Surely you have enough storage now in your renovated house"
"Next time you come by, you could
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For a while now my parents had been gently but repeatedly encouraging me to finally clean out all my documents, pictures, ...and other stuff that I had left in my old room a couple of years ago when I moved to my appartment in Ghent. Since I didn't need any of it urgently, since I lived at that time at 15 min from my parent's place, since I did not have that much storage space in my appartment, I had left it in my room.
But slowly 'my room' is not longer purely my room. I have my own house now.
Since the Belgian culture has its root in catholicism, august 15th (the assumption of the virgin) is a national holiday. I took the day to indeed start sorting a bit of my past that is still stuck there in my cupboards. It's amazing what comes by: magazines about the youth camps I helped organising, a declaration to the police that my wallet got stolen 7 years ago, ....
I am not done at all but today I got home with some treasures of the past: 2 boxes of old pictures and 150 cassette tapes, .... wow, what a nostalgia trip! I've been flipping through some of the pictures lately. Memories of trips come by, family reunions etc...
Oh gosh and what the hell am I wearing in half of them? What's up with the oversized wide T-shirts? And I had such long hair, I cannot imagine anymore. I am surprised that a lot of those trips are already so long ago, I look so young in them. What? how can that be? I am not old yet, nevertheless I clearly look so 'childlike' in them.
There's also some evil thought welling up in me....I think I'll be scanning some of these in the future and facebook them. Hahah because there are quite some 'facebook' friends coming by too. Wouldn't it be nice to share them? :p
"Surely you have enough storage now in your renovated house"
"Next time you come by, you could
...
For a while now my parents had been gently but repeatedly encouraging me to finally clean out all my documents, pictures, ...and other stuff that I had left in my old room a couple of years ago when I moved to my appartment in Ghent. Since I didn't need any of it urgently, since I lived at that time at 15 min from my parent's place, since I did not have that much storage space in my appartment, I had left it in my room.
But slowly 'my room' is not longer purely my room. I have my own house now.
Since the Belgian culture has its root in catholicism, august 15th (the assumption of the virgin) is a national holiday. I took the day to indeed start sorting a bit of my past that is still stuck there in my cupboards. It's amazing what comes by: magazines about the youth camps I helped organising, a declaration to the police that my wallet got stolen 7 years ago, ....
I am not done at all but today I got home with some treasures of the past: 2 boxes of old pictures and 150 cassette tapes, .... wow, what a nostalgia trip! I've been flipping through some of the pictures lately. Memories of trips come by, family reunions etc...
Oh gosh and what the hell am I wearing in half of them? What's up with the oversized wide T-shirts? And I had such long hair, I cannot imagine anymore. I am surprised that a lot of those trips are already so long ago, I look so young in them. What? how can that be? I am not old yet, nevertheless I clearly look so 'childlike' in them.
There's also some evil thought welling up in me....I think I'll be scanning some of these in the future and facebook them. Hahah because there are quite some 'facebook' friends coming by too. Wouldn't it be nice to share them? :p
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Jenn
(jenn.taylor AT yahoo DOT com)
I was just thinking about my old archives and things. I am needing to show certificates for the new job and I really have NO IDEA where those original documents are anymore! And all those boxes for me are quite a ways from here!
Enjoy memory lane...
I think you should post some!