I was purging my apartment of absolutely everything I no longer need - if you haven't heard, I'm moving - when I came across a familiar box that I had not really opened in years. I recall the box well, but the contents not at all. Opening it I found some odds and ends that I've had since as long as I can remember. Nothing I need in my everyday life, but small tokens that make me smile.
A card - to the AikiRose - "thanks for the plate - Andrew"
A postcard with Brandon Lee from the Crow on it. Left on my desk when I was in 10th grade in my mythology class.
A lone, unused chopstick from China Taste.
An old love letter; I left it unopened. Some things are better that way.
Upon reaching the bottom, I found an item I had no idea I still had. It was a ticket stub, faded with age, but I knew it at once though the words are barely legible. It was a special stub. I had asked my first love to go out with me at this movie. "Go out", as we called it back in the day. Way back in '96.
For a moment I could hear her soft giggle when I was trying to get the nerve to ask her. Feel the pressure on my right side from my friend HEED!, telling me to stop being a chicken and "just DO it, geez". So I did. I could almost hear her quiet reply - "of course I will, dummy" - and smell that clean scent that always came from her when she turned her head and her hair tumbled over a shoulder.
I was smiling and I knew it. I took that moment to remember good times. To remember gestures and words from her that changed my life.
I dropped the ticket into the trash bin. It settled quietly next to the banana that had - judging by the color - lost in a rather violent fight. Only a momentary urge to pick up the stub before I was back to my chores.
2 comments:
You don't know me. I was browsing and this entry caught my eye.
I really like this post. It's always a little unnerving to find things like that. Things that once held so much significance, importance and emotion. It's odd that an object so small can take a person's mind back to such a specific place and time. It's wonderful that we have these reminders, and sometimes a little disappointing.
The end of this is sad. I have trouble throwing items of such significance away. I hold on to things, even though I shouldn't.
I'm not sure how I missed this comment.
I'm glad to see I'm not the only one who functions like that. I've gotten much better over the years with letting objects go, but sometimes I still cling. Which is odd because I am not very sentimental when it comes to objects, usually.
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